Best song, best line, best lyric right now

"Reach for my hand and the race is won

Reject my hand and the damage is done"

More true words cannot be found. I have been humming this and

Idlewild's - There's Glory In Your Story

"I felt alone
I put on my new shoes and hit the town
I still felt alone
I'm convinced everyone's built to be put down"
 
Well this is one place where
Your gods can't dwell
It's like walking in
To the mouth of hell
Sweating our dignities out on the subway
At the beginning of another long, long day

As for my mortal remains
I couldn't care
'Cause when the day is done
She'll be waiting here
That's when I love the accommodations
In a urine smelling transit station

I'll move these rocks
For you my love
I will tear them up out of the Earth
And I will bend my spine
'Til it's quitting time
'Cause I know what your time is worth

And I'll give my days to the Neanderthals
With the classic rock
And the wrecking ball
I'll go swimming in the wet concrete
And I'll cast my pearls at the unpaved streets

I don't mind the mental atrophy
'Cause when the lids come down, you're all I see
You're like a lovely hallucination
You get me through my current occupation

I'll move these rocks
For you my love
I will tear them up out of the Earth
And I will bend my spine
'Til it's quitting time
'Cause I know what your time is worth

See I'm towering
Above mortal men
I'll emerge from the darkness
And there you stand
You're the Queen of all the surface streets
I'm a wiener boy, that you're here to meet

I don't need the money
I couldn't care
'Cause everything I want Is standing right here
I would live on the street
In a cardboard shack
Just the worship the feet
And the curve of your back
You'll be my only preoccupation
On a permanent vacation

Now I will move these rocks
For you my love
I will tear them up out of the Earth
And I will bend my spine
'Til it's quitting time
'Cause I know what your love is worth

What your love is worth
What your love is worth
 
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
 
But you've got too much to wear on your sleeves
It has too much to do with me
And secretly, I want bury in the yard
The grey remains of a friendship scarred
 
you guys ready...
alone... listless... breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
young girl... violins... center of her own attention
mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it
tries to make her proud
the shades go down, it's in her head
painted room... can't deny there's something wrong...
don't call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me...
she holds the hand that holds her down
she will... rise above...
don't call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me daughter, not fit to be
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me...
don't call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me daughter, not fit to be
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me...
the shades go down
the shades go down
the shades go, go, go...
 
Out of the sky, into the sea -- Lauren Hoffman

Don't want to go where they are cruel and cold
Turning me into stone, making me dry
Give me this warmth
A sunbeam to live in
A window to look out of

Misery blooms on the stem of suppression
The world that you see is the one you believe
Sleeping in poppies, lost in the forest

Out of the sky, into the sea
Disappear under here pulled by the tide
Give me an island
I am an island

Don't want to go where they pull out the mold
Casting me out of clay, making me dry
Give me this warmth
A sunbeam to live in
A window to look out of

Shut out the sights
Pull tight the sheets
Hey live in the dark and their faces you see
By the sliver of light through a cracked open door

Castles and kings await you my sweet
Dragons will fly you far, far from here
Where the concrete enfolds you
Here, where they mould you of steel

Out of the sky, into the sea
Disappear under here pulled by the tide
Give me an island
I am an island
 
Girl with hair of flaming red
Seeking perfect lover
For to lie down on her feather bed
Soft secrets to uncover

Must be gentle, must be strong
With disposition sunny
Just as faithful as the day is long
And careful with his money
 
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From my heart and from my hand,
Why don't people understand
My intentions?

(Weird science)
Plastic tubes and pots and pans
Bits and pieces and
Magic from the hand
We're making

(Weird science)
Things I've never seen before
Behind bolted doors
Talent and imagination

(Weird science)
Not what teacher said to do
Makin' dreams come true
Living tissue; warm flesh

(Weird science)
Plastic tubes and pots and pans
Bits and pieces
Bits and pieces

(Bits of)
My creation, is it real?
It's my creation—I do not know
No hesitation—no heart of gold
Just flesh and blood—I do not know

From my heart and from my hand,
Why don't people understand
My intentions, ooh, weird
Weird science!

(Weird science)
Magic and technology
Voodoo dolls and chants
Electricity
We're makin'

(Weird science)
Fantasy and microchips
Shooting from the hip
Something different
We're makin'

(Weird science)
Pictures from a magazine
Diagrams and charts
Mending broken hearts (and makin')

(Weird science)
Something like a recipe
Bits and pieces
Bits and pieces
 
Man's world is symbolic. What are you doing awake at this hour?....get back in bed.
 
Man's world is symbolic. What are you doing awake at this hour?....get back in bed.

I was hungry. I forgot to eat dinner.
 
There are some bad people on the rise
there are some bad people on the rise
they're saving their own skins by
ruining people's lives

For some reason this lyric sticks in my mind ....could it be the Senate?
Bona Drag is playing very loud right now....love it.
 
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"The white bread prole [big head]
He said he had a barney on Corporation Street
He said he told the policeman what he really thought
But knowing him I don't believe that crap"
 
don't wake me up if it's another day
cause i don't wanna see it on my own
your love is all that i am asking for
but they won't let us be alone
i've been running for a thousand miles
i didn't find a better place
i need to hold your body in my arms
and feel your kisses on my face
 
I'm packed
I am moving house
a half-life disappears today
with every slag waves me on
(secretly wishing me gone
well, I will be soon
oh - I will be soon)
 
There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned

There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
 
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