I saw the other day that this in what kris Kristopherson wanted on his grave stone;
‘‘Like a bird on a way, like a drunk in a midnight choir,
I have tried in my own way to be free’’
Leonard Cohen ‘‘Bird on a Wire’’. To me, the song says it all
I’ve always loved that song.
Also;
‘‘A screen door slams, Mary’s dress sways
Like a vision she walks across the porch while the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
That’s me and I want you only’’
Springsteen ‘‘Thunder Road.’’ The first two lines are like a movie script direction.
You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You go through all the pain and strife
Then you turn your back and they’re gone so fast
I wish I was a neutron bomb for once I could go off
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on
The Christmas tree I wish I was the star that went on top
I wish I was the evidence I wish I was the grounds
For fifty million hands upraised and open toward the sky
Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We’re so glad you could attend,
come inside, come inside
There behind a glass stands a real blade of grass
Be careful as you pass, move along, move along
Here I lie in my hospital bed
Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, I don’t think I can wait that long
Oh, you see that I’m not that strong
The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears
Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here?
What am I doing in this place?
Why does the doctor have no face?
I can’t stand it, I know you planned it
I’ma set it straight, this Watergate
I can’t stand rockin’ when I’m in here
‘Cause your crystal ball ain’t so crystal clear
So while you sit back and wonder why
I got this fuckin’ thorn in my side
Oh my god, it’s a mirage
I’m tellin’ y’all, it’s sabotage
Well it’s been ten years and a thousand tears And look at the mess I’m in A broken nose and a broken heart An empty bottle of gin Well I sit and I pray In my broken down Chevrolet While I’m singing to myself There’s got to be another way
Oooo - great thread idea! [Sidenote: anyone else have trouble remembering lines while listening to different songs? Dammit, I hate that…]
I went stumbling through the fog trying to find a reason for the things I told her She woke up sunny side down and I was still thinking I was too proud to flip her over Between the champagne hand jobs and the kissin’ ass by everyone involved Cocaine rich comes quick and that’s why the small dicks have it all
Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence