Lyrics that sum up your life right now . . .

For me:

–“This Is It”, The Ottoman Empire, from the CD Lester Square, words and music by Clay Harper

“every day keeps getting shorter, never seem to find the time” Pink Floyd.

I’m a creep
I’m a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here
I don’t belong here…

… you can check out any time you like,
but you can never leave…

If today was not an endless highway,
If tonight was not a crooked trail,
And if tomorrow wasn’t such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me now …

– Bob Dylan

From earlier in the same Pink Floyd song (hi, Qadgop!):

Best Imitation of Myself by Ben Folds Five:

*I feel like a quote out of context
Withholding the rest
So I can be for you what you want to see
I got the gesture and sound
Got the timing down
It’s uncanny, yeah, you think it was me

The “problem with you” speech
You gave me was fine
I liked the theories about my little stage
And I swore I was listening
But I started drifting
Around the part about me acting my age
Now if it’s all the same
I’ve people to entertain
I juggle one handed
Do some magic tricks and
The best imitation of myself

Last night I was east with them
And west within
Trying to be for you what you wanna see…

I’ve been around the world and seen that only stupid people are breeding…

Ti, a drink with jam and breaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad.

You call me strong, you call me weak,
but still your secrets I will keep.
You took for granted all the times
I never let you down.
You stumbled in and bumped your head,
If not for me then you’d be dead,
I picked you up and set you
back on solid ground.
*

Somehow, I’ll get myself into a coma.
Spend my whole life dreaming.
Baby’s gonna drift away.

(Drugstore)

Do you ever get the feeling
That the story’s too damn real and in the present tense?
Or that everybody’s on the stage
And it feels like you’re the only person
Sitting in the audience

~Jethro Tull

To continue the Pink Floyd trend:
There’s someone in my head, but it’s not me

And from the same 3 Doors Down song that galen ubal quoted:
I really don’t mind what happens now and then
As long as you’ll be my friend at the end

[sub]Wow,look at that coding! This newbie is proud of herself. ::previews several times so as not to make a fool of herself with that statement:: [/sub]

All the world’s indeed a stage, and we are merely players
Performers and portrayers
Each another’s audience outside the gilded cage.

(Rush, thank you very much, and good night.)

[He] has that razor sadness
That only gets worse
With the clang and thunder of the
Southern Pacific going by
As the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet
Till you’re full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin
And you spill out
Over the side to anyone who’ll listen …

9th and Hennepin by Tom Waits

I think Tennessee Ernie Ford sums it up best:

*…another day older and deeper in debt…

Reaching out for
a hand that we can’t see.
Everybody’s got to hold on hope-
it’s the last thing
that’s holding me.
Hold On Hope
Guided By Voices

If we met tomorrow for the very first time,
would I start all over again?
Would I try to make you mine?

[sub]-No Doubt, A Simple Kind of Life[/sub]

and

She grabs her magazines,
she packs her things and she goes.
She leaves the pictures hanging on the wall.
She burns all her notes.
And she knows
she’s been here too few years
to feel this old.

<snip>

And we always say
that it would be good to go away someday.
But if there’s nothing there to make things change,
if it’s the same for you, I’ll just hang.

[sub]-Matchbox Twenty, Hang[/sub]

“Joyful Girl” by Ani DiFranco - I can’t get the url to work, but here’s the link:

http://www.danah.org/Ani/Dilate/JoyfulGirl.html

Also by Ani, from “The Million You Never Made”:

http://www.danah.org/Ani/NotAPrettyGirl/MillionYouNeverMade.html

I love Ani.

Got a wife in Chino, babe
And one in Cherokee
First one says she got my child
But it don’t look like me
Set out running but I take my time
A friend of the Devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight
I just might get some sleep tonight.
– “Friend of the Devil,” Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia

Where am I today? I wish that I knew
'Cause looking around there’s no sign of you
I’m holding out my heart but clutching it too

Nickel Creek, Reasons Why