I know we’ve had a couple of old threads about memorable lyrics, but I hope there will be some interest in this one, concerning song lyrics that have moved you.
Here’s Elton John in ‘Border Song’ with:
“there’s a man over there - what’s his colour? I don’t care! He’s my brother; let us live in peace.”
Love is a temple Love is a higher law You ask me to enter But then you make me crawl And I can’t be holding on To what you’ve got When all you’ve got is hurt
Now the crickets are singing The vesper bells ringing The cat’s curled asleep in his chair I’ll go down to Bill’s Bar I can make it that far And I’ll see if my friends are still there Yes, and here’s to the few Who forgive what you do And the fewer who don’t even care And the night comes on It’s very calm I want to cross over, I want to go home But she says, “Go back, go back to the World”
Ani DiFranco wrote a song called “School Night”, about a woman saying goodbye to the person she loves, in order to stay with the one she loved first; the whole song is lyrically brilliant, but one verse on particular sticks out to me:
What kind of scale compares the weight of two beauties,
the gravity of duties,
and the groundspeed of joy?
What kind of gauge
can quantify elation,
what kind of equation could I possibly employ?
Still by Alanis Morissette
I think it was written for the movie Dogma, in which AM has a cameo as God. At least that’s where I first heard it.
God is telling us all the atrocities they witnesses humans perpetrating and loves us anyway.
I see you averting your glances
I see you cheering on the war
I see you ignoring your children
And I love you still, and I love you still
I see you altering history
I see you abusing the land
I see you, your selective amnesia
And I love you still, and I love you still
The Jeweller, Pearls Before Swine
The coins are often very old by the time they reach the jeweller.
With his hand and ashes he will try the best he can.
He knows that he can only shine them, cannot repair the scratches.
He knows that even new coins have scars so he just smiles.
He knows the use of ashes.
He worships god with ashes.
Beetin’ knockin’ and ringin’. Yes, it hurt my heart, too.
Hear you beetin’ knockin’ and ringin’. Yes, it broke my heart in two.
Yes, I’m gonna take you back, baby. In your heart, I hope you can forgive me, too.
If you don’t believe I’m gone
Watch this train that I crawl on
Lord, I’m 900 miles away from home
900 miles away from
My wife and my child
Lord, I wish I was 900 more
According to the friend who showed me this video, some people sing the last line “And they wish I was 900 more.”
Among lines about drunken stupors and throwing up in the toilet are these heart breaking gems:
If only you were lonely
If only you was lonely too
If only you was lonely
I’d go home with you
… And I’ll be dreamin’ of that smile
Without a care in the world
… I walked out of the kitchen, I was tired as hell
Another day’s here, oh well
Somewhere there’s a smile with my name on it
Someone I know confided in me that before he discovered his wife’s affair, the lyrics that moved him the most were from a Billy Joel song, You’re my home:
If I travel all my life And I never get to stop and settle down Long as I have you by my side There’s a roof above and good walls all around You’re my castle, you’re my cabin And my instant pleasure dome I need you in my house 'Cause you’re my home You’re my home
After discovering the affair, that changed to lyrics from a Blind Faith song, Can’t find my way home:
But I can’t find my way home. But I can’t find my way home. But I can’t find my way home. But I can’t find my way home. Still I can’t find my way home, And I ain’t done nothing wrong, But I can’t find my way home.
This song just fills me up with the hope of a new day. I know how hokey that sounds!
Well my time went so quickly I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55 As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy God knows, I was feeling alive
And now the sun’s coming up I’m riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade Just a-wishing I’d stayed a little longer Lord, let me tell you that the feeling’s getting stronger
It kind of reminds me of Randy Newman’s “God’s Song (That’s Why I Love Mankind)” though his is undoubdtedly much more cynical:
I burn down your cities-how blind you must be I take from you your children and you say how blessed are we You all must be crazy to put your faith in me That’s why I love mankind You really need me That’s why I love mankind
They took all the trees, put 'em in a tree museum And they charged all the people a dollar and a half just to see 'em Don’t it always seem to go You don’t know what you’ve got 'til it’s gone They paved paradise, put up a parking lot.