thinking in song lyrics part 3

get me away from here i'm dying
play me a song to set me free
nobody writes them like they used to
so it may as well be me
here on my own now after hours
here on my own now on a bus
think of it this way
you could either be successful or be us
with our winning smiles, and us
with our catchy tunes, and us
now we're photogenic
you know, we don't stand a chance
oh, i'll settle down with some old story
about a boy who's just like me
thought there was love in everything and everyone
you're so naive
After a while they always get it
They always reach a sorry end
still it was worth it as i turned the pages solemnly, and then
with a winning smile, the boy
with naivety succeeds
at the final moment, i cried
i always cry at endings

oh, that wasn't what i meant to say at all
from where I'm sitting, rain
washing against the lonely tenement
has set my mind to wander
into the windows of my lovers
they never know unless i write
this is no declaration, i just thought i'd let you know goodbye
said the hero in the story
it is mightier than swords
i could kill you sure
but i could only make you cry with these words

(get me away from here i'm dying by belle & sebastian)

thinking in song lyrics part 2

i wanna make
something beautiful
for you and from you
to show you
to show you
i adore you
oh you

and your journey
toward me
which I see
and I see
all you push through
mad for you
and because of you

i couldn't thank you in ten thousand years
if I cried ten thousand rivers of tears
ah but you know the soul
and you know what makes it gold
you who give life through blood
blood, blood, blood...

oh I wanna make something
so lovely for you
'cause I promised that's what i'd do for you
with the bible I stole
i know you forgave my soul
because such was my need
on a chronic christmas eve
and I think we're agreed that it
should have been free
and you sang to me

they dress the wounds of my poor people
as though they're nothing
saying "peace"
when there's no peace

they dress the wounds of my poor people
as though they're nothing
saying "peace"
when there's no peace

days without number
days without number

now can a bride forget her jewels
or a maid her ornaments
yet my people forgotten me

days without number
days without number

and in their want
oh in there want
and in their want
who'll dress their wounds
who'll dress their wounds

(something beautiful by sinead o'connor)

i have taken to thinking only in song lyrics...

i see problems down the line
i know that I’m right
there was a dirt upon your hands
doing the same mistake twice
making the same mistake twice

come on over and be so caught up
it's not about compromising

i see problems down the line
i know that I’m right
i see darkness down the line
i know its hard to fight
there was a dirt upon your hands
doing the same mistake twice
making the same mistake twice

come on over
be so caught up its all about compromise

i see problems down the line
i know that I’m right.

don’t let the darkness eat you up

(down the line by jose gonzalez)