Oh it only took me 4 songs to get here! that’s not to long!

The perfect song neither ends nor begins. It is always playing. Remember to stop and listen.

We were orphans before we were ever the sons of these songs.

Everybody at the party is a many sided polygon….Nonagon!

In the depth a light will grow,A silver shine no shadows know, Like wings unfolding in the sky,That circle ’round a gleaming eye,Turning darkness all away,Even depths will know their day,For every shadow has its...

At the end of the day, you sign a record deal and you understand where it could go if you had the right song.

Gilded palace of Flying BurritosExcellent Nouveau Mexican CuisineWe all got to wear Swank-Ass Nudie SuitsI should have known it was a lousy pipe dreamOhhh, Ohhh, what an awesome jobOhhh, Ohhh, what do I do now??Ohh,...

I try to find little things that you can do to move the song along and things that serve the song.

Watch a movie that makes you laugh or listen to a song that makes you cry. Embrace your emotions and be proud of what you feel.

Every time I listen to this song, its like I regain my soul. its a hurtful joy far deep in my heart.

Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, sermons and soda water the day after.

Together me and Amy are Jaramy. Pearl Jam wrote a song about us speaking in class.

The depth of true love is endless

You all have a gift. It’s free. It’s the gift of song.

This is my one last call and lullaby for this eternity. All of my medicine.

You want the song to be at least at the same level of goodness throughout. Whereas with something you’re doing live, a song dips and rises and that can actually be worked to the song’s...

I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl,From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl,I’d love to spend a winter with my lovely summer girl,But I’m never warm enough for my lovely...

Owls hoot in B flat, cuckoos in D, but the water ousel sings in the voice of the stream. She builds her nest back of the waterfalls so the water is a lullaby to the...

A tapping foot isn’t the best a listener can get from a song: A good song makes a listener dance. A great song makes him think.

I definitely don’t sit down every day and make a new song.

To make a song is a gift, and once it’s done it keeps evolving and changing and becomes a tool to interact with other people. It’s like a conversation.

A song is the exultation of the mind dwelling on eternal things, bursting forth in the voice.

Pick a star on the dark horizon and follow the light.

Treat a sick man with the medicine and a sad man with the music.

Every song is different.

People are like songs to me. About 60 seconds in, I’ll know whether or not to add them to my ‘favorites.

Kuramy’Imana kwawe bingana n’ubusabana bwaw’Imana nuburyo ubohostemo.

So writing a song is much harder than doing a classical piece for me, because in a classical piece, I can just let the mood dictate what’s going to happen.

Do you wrestle with dreams? Do you contend with shadows? Do you move in a kind of sleep? Time has slipped away. Your life is stolen. You tarried with trifles, Victim of your folly.

Ringo Starr may not have much of a voice, but when he sang a song on a Beatle album, it had its own special charm.

There’s this notion that allows people to create their own collection of songs, so it rewrites what a song is. They may only want 10 seconds of something, or they may only want this particular...

I was always an unusual girl.My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as...

When I was a kid, my first favorite song was probably Lou Reed’s ‘Walk on the Wild Side.’

If I had the knackI’d sing likeCherry flakes falling

Forest deep, silent bellsThere’s a secret no one tellsValley quiet, water stillLynburns watching on the hillApples red, corn goldAlmost everyone grows old

This world has need of song and sword.

When I want to be popular, I pull on a guitar and sing a song. Pras did not affect me because, in the realm of politics, he has never stood up for anything.

Her happiness floated like waves of ocean along the coast of her life. She found lyrics of her life in his arms but she never sung her song.

Through my history’s despiteand ruin, I have cometo its remainder, and herehave made the beginningof a farm intended to becomemy art of being here.By it I would instructmy wants: they should belongto each other and...

A large American automobile came crawling close to us, and we could hear from behind its thick windows the deep bass of the radio, and the nasty words of a hateful song.It seemed like so...

I say if a novelty Christmas song is funny one time, then it is funny every time. – Calvin

I do not wanna write a song like ‘Coathanger’ so Andrew Breitbart can rage against me on his web site. It’s not my idea of fun.

When Summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold, Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold;When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the West,...

Wolf Star shines on wintry high;Gazing northward by and by.Ice and snow on shorelines lie;Wind and spirits haunt the sky.

I’m trying to be a better gangsta, so I’m learning how to play the ukulele. I’m also trying to figure out how to rap a romance novel, like The Notebook.

Sometimes I have thought that a song should look disappointing on the page – a little thin, perhaps, a little repetitive, or a little on the obvious side, or a mixture of all of these...

Poetry is the language of the soul;Poetic Prose, the language of my heart.Each line must flow as in a song,and strike a chord that rings forever.To me, words are music!

I don’t know why you care. He doesn’t even know you’re there

I loved the feeling of finally falling in love to someone who would love me back.

I love you beyond paint, beyond melodies, beyond words. And I hope you will always feel that, even when I’m not around to tell you so.