Thought this might be some fun, so…

What are some lines from song lyrics that really hit you the right way? It could be that it’s deep and meaningful, or just something that amuses you. I’ll start:

Isn’t it funny how laughter looks like crying with no sound, and raindrops taste like tears without the pain ~ Queensryche - Another Rainy Night (Without You)

Droplets of “yes” and “no” in an ocean of “maybe” ~ Faith No More - Falling to Pieces

A smile as sweet as flowers
Wilted so and soured
Black tears stain the cheeks
That once were so admired
~ Dave Matthews Band - The Dreaming Tree

Her lovers queued up in the hallway
I heard them scratching at the door
I tried to tell her about Marx and Engels,
God and Angels…
I don’t really know what for…
But she looked good in ribbons
The Sisters Of Mercy ~ Ribbons

  • MrOtingocni@lemmy.world
    2·
    2 days ago

    "My hand to God

    I didn’t mean to

    After all

    Look what we’ve been through

    Men come in different shades

    That’s how we’re made

    The little house on Ellis Drive

    Is where I felt most alive

    The oak tree covered that old Ford

    I miss it Lord,

    I miss it Lord

    These blood red eyes

    Don’t see so good

    But what’s worse is if they could

    Would I change my ways?

    Wasted times and broken dreams

    Violent colors so obscene

    It’s all I see these days

    These days"

    Just a deep and profound expression of regret for misconduct towards another, a special person, and the feeling of tremendous loss that comes from the inevitable, irrevocable, change there from.

    I know it all too well.

    • Pratai@piefed.caOPEnglish
      131·
      7 days ago

      Ooh! I like that. It reminds me of Red Reddington from the show The Blacklist voicing his take:

      Have you ever seen the aftermath of a suicide bombing?

      I have. June 29th, 2003. I was meeting two associates at the Marouche restaurant in Tel Aviv. As my car was pulling up, a 20-year-old Palestinian named Ghazi Safar entered the restaurant and detonated a vest wired with C-4

      The shock wave knocked me flat, blew out my eardrums. I couldn’t hear. The smoke… It was like being under water. I went inside. A nightmare. Blood, parts of people. You could tell where Safar was standing when the vest blew. It was like a perfect circle of death. There was almost nothing left of the people closest to him. Seventeen dead, 46 injured. Blown to pieces. The closer they were to the bomber, the more horrific the effect

      That’s every suicide. Every single one. An act of terror perpetrated against everyone who’s ever known you. Everyone who’s ever loved you. The people closest to you, the ones who cherish you are the ones who suffer the most pain, the most damage. Why would you do that? Why would you do that to people who love you?

  • SkaraBrae@lemmy.worldEnglish
    15·
    6 days ago

    Strangers passing in the street. By chance, two separate glances meet, and I am you and what I see is me

    ~ Pink Floyd - Echoes

    • Pratai@piefed.caOPEnglish
      1·
      6 days ago

      Oh I absolutely love this song. I was in a band back in the early 2000’s that did a cover of this. Was definitely one of my favorites.

    • Pratai@piefed.caOPEnglish
      41·
      6 days ago

      Poor, poor Paul.

      Or, lucky, lucky Paul?

      It’s all in the perspective. I mean, had he a wife, he may never have found himself talkin’ with Davey who was still in the navy.

        • Manjushri@piefed.socialEnglish
          5·
          6 days ago

          Actually, no one in that bar is where they want to be with the possible exception of the piano player. The old man trying to remember the good old days, the bartender who wants to be an actor, the lonely business men drowning their sorrows. It seems to me that they would all rather be somewhere or someone else.

  • yyyesss?@lemmy.world
    2·
    4 days ago

    Vicarious by TOOL

    Eye on the TV, 'cause tragedy thrills me

    Whatever flavor it happens to be like

    “Killed by the husband”

    “Drowned by the ocean”

    “Shot by his own son”

    "She used a poison in his tea

    Then kissed him goodbye"

    That’s my kind of story

    It’s no fun 'til someone dies

    Cause I need to watch things die

    From a distance

    Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies

    You all need it too, don’t lie

  • kurcatovium@piefed.socialEnglish
    9·
    6 days ago

    Let’s put one classic here. One that is sadly more and more relevant these days…

    Generals gathered in their masses, just like witches at black masses. Evil minds that plot destruction, sorcerers of death’s construction. In the fields the bodies burning, as the war machine keeps turning. Death and hatred to mankind, poisoning their brainwashed minds…Oh lord yeah!

    Politicians hide themselves away They only started the war Why should they go out to fight? They leave that role to the poor

    Time will tell on their power minds Making war just for fun Treating people just like pawns in chess Wait `till their judgement day comes, yeah!

    Now in darkness, world stops turning, as you hear the bodies burning. No more war pigs of the power, hand of god has struck the hour. Day of judgement, god is calling, on their knees the war pigs crawling. Begging mercy for their sins, Satan, laughing, spreads his wings…Oh lord, yeah!

    • War Pigs, Black Sabbath
  • first_must_burn@lemmy.world
    7·
    6 days ago

    My time is a piece of wax Falling on a termite Who’s choking on the splinters

    ~Beck, “Loser”

    Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.

    ~Kris Kristofferson, Me and Bobby McGee

    The people who love me still ask me, “When are you coming back to town?” I answer, “Quite frankly, when they stop building roads, And all God needs is gravity to hold me down.”

    ~Alison Kraus, “Gravity”

    Four hundred years later, I learned about my roots, And how they traded in their white sheets for badges and blue suits

    ~Onyx, “Getto Mentalitee”

    Is your mother worried? Would you like us to assign someone to worry your mother?

    ~Chaise Longue by Wet Leg

    You want me to love you in moderation Do I look moderate to you?

    ~Florence + The Machine, “Moderation”

    And the salt in my wounds Isn’t burning anymore than it used to. It’s not that I don’t feel the pain It’s just I’m not afraid of hurting anymore.

    ~Paramore, “Last Hope”

    the shit hasn’t even begun to hit the fan.

    ~Incubus, from “Consequence”

    I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve. I have a history of losing my shirt.

    ~“One Week” by the Barenaked Ladies

    • Feathercrown@lemmy.worldEnglish
      1·
      6 days ago

      One Week has been permanently tied to its usage in Smooth by Neil Cicierega for me

      Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.

      This one really does make you think, doesn’t it? “Me and Bobby McGee” is a song I listen to for the tune for the most part, but listening to the lyrics is a bit of a different experience.

  • ProfessorScience@lemmy.worldEnglish
    8·
    6 days ago

    No, this is how it works
    You peer inside yourself
    You take the things you like
    And try to love the things you took
    And then you take that love you made
    And stick it into some
    Someone else’s heart
    Pumping someone else’s blood
    And walking arm in arm
    You hope it don’t get harmed
    But even if it does
    You’ll just do it all again

    Regina Spektor - On the Radio

  • Hanrahan@slrpnk.netEnglish
    4·
    6 days ago

    “the dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had” - Bad Word (Tears for Fears)

    “Well, Americans don’t care for much of anything
    Land and water the least
    And animal life is low on the totem pole
    With human life not worth more than infected yeast,”

    “Americans don’t care too much for beauty
    They’ll shit in a river, dump battery acid in a stream
    They’ll watch dead rats wash up on the beach Complain if they can’t swim” - Last Great American Whale (Lou Reed)

    the entire songs is magnificent

  • Mister_Feeny@fedia.io
    8·
    6 days ago

    In my life I hope I lie And tell everyone you were a good wife And I hope you die I hope we both die

    No Children by The Mountain Goats.
    The entire song is lyrically amazing. It’s about a divorcing couple who were frankly broken to begin with. And while just reading the lyrics make it seem like a big downer of a song, it’s in a major key, and there is catharsis to be found in its hatred.

    • Pratai@piefed.caOPEnglish
      6·
      6 days ago

      Sort of reminds me of Rootless Tree by Damian Rice

      It breaks my heart because the chorus goes:

      Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
      And all we’ve been through
      I said leave it, leave it, leave it if It’s nothing to you
      And if you hate me, hate me, hate me
      Then hate me so good that you can let me out,
      let me out, let me out of this hell when you’re around

      But the last chorus, goes:

      Fuck you, fuck you, I LOVE you
      And all we’ve been through
      I said leave it, leave it, leave it It’s nothing to you
      And if you hate me, hate me, hate me
      Then hate me so good that you can let me out,
      let me out, let me out of this hell when you’re around

      That one word change- changes the entire meaning of the song. It’s awful to separate and break up, but to acknowledge the love that remains is… man. It breaks me.

      • Mister_Feeny@fedia.io
        3·
        6 days ago

        Yeah, that one word change is absolutely the crux of it.

        It actually re-reminds me of a live performance of the song I mentioned that I really wish I could find now. Before the song the singer is doing some banter with the audience (which he is super good at), to tell them to sing along and says something along the lines of, “Someday you’re gonna need this song, and I want you to remember when the time comes…and you’ll know when it comes…that I gave you something. And you can say, ‘so much I love you. So much I want you to die now.’” And then they kick in to the song.

        On the super super off chance that anyone who sees this knows which mountain goats show that was, let me know.

    • agamemnonymous@sh.itjust.works
      1·
      6 days ago

      Hey fuck you, I just got this song out of my head.

      It is good though, especially the way it kinda drags and drones, and the lyrics fit somewhat awkwardly in the music. Invokes this feeling of droll persistence that complements the lyrics.

  • fruitycoder@sh.itjust.works
    1·
    4 days ago

    We brag on having bread, but none of us are bakers We all talk having greens, but none of us own acres If none of us own acres, and none of us grow wheat Then who will feed our people when our people need to eat?

    Killer Mike ~ Ronald Reagan

  • historicaldocuments@lemmy.world
    3·
    5 days ago

    Is this how it is?
    Is this how it’s always been?
    To exist in the face of suffering and death
    And somehow still keep singing?

    Florence + The Machine - Free

    Also:

    I did my best, tried to impress, my childhood dream made flesh
    And my dresses and my flowering sadness, so like a woman to profit from her madness
    I was only beautiful under the lights, only powerful there
    Burned down at thirty-six
    Why did you dig me up for this?

    Florence + The Machine - One of the Greats