Lyrics are interesting because we can like songs with lyrics in languages we can't understand yet thoroughly enjoy hearing them and somehow get it. For example, years before I learned to speak German I loved Nina Hagen.

Often lyrics, like poetry, evoke a feeling yet the actual words put together don't result in a clear cut, logical meaning. It's more about feeling. Music is feeling. Lyrics, that feeling in words. Here are some lyrics that came into my head. Lyrics put to their perfect companion of rhythm and beat. And let's not forget the singer, the conveyor of this feeling put to words.

Below is just a tiny dip into the abundance of  inspiring, moving, healing, hyping, romantic, powerful, trippy, political, fun, love and lust inducing lyrics that have found me over the years. (I'm sure I have left out some adjectives.)

Sound of Silence, Simon and Garfunkel

And the people bowed and prayed to the neon God they made

Fools said I you do not know, silence like a cancer grows

(Disturbed cover is amazing)

Come as you are, Nirvana

Come as you, are as you were, as I want you to be

Eminem, Lose Yourself

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

You own it, you better never let it go (go)

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime (yo)

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

You own it, you better never let it go (go)

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime (yo)

(You better)

The Rain Song, Led Zeppelin

These are the seasons of emotion and like the winds they rise and fall; This is the wonder of devotion – I see the torch we all must hold; This is the mystery of the quotient – upon us all a little rain must fall.

Metallica, Nothing Else Matters

So close, no matter how far

Couldn't be much more from the heart

Forever trusting who we are

And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you

Every day for us something new

Open mind for a different view

And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do

Never cared for what they know

Bob Marley, Redemption Song

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery

None but ourselves can free our minds

Have no fear for atomic energy

'Cause none of them can stop the time

How long shall they kill our prophets

While we stand aside and look? Ooh

Some say it's just a part of it

We've got to fulfill the Book

Won't you help to sing

These songs of freedom?

Red Hot Chili Peppers, Under the Bridge

I don't ever wanna feel like I did that day

But take me to the place I love, take me all the way

I don't ever wanna feel like I did that day

But take me to the place I love, take me all the way, yeah, yeah, yeah

(so many more bands and lyrics flood my mind, ( Alice in Chains, The Clash, Cat Stevens etc., musicals too, Les Miserables, Fiddler on the Roof.) So many, so many!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Music is said to be the universal language. It is the paint we use to fill the canvas of our lives, with every stroke it creates a portrait. Lyrics employ memories and emotions to weave a tapestry which tells one’s own unique story which is known solely to the artist himself. Have you ever noticed that a single song can paint you a picture and take you back to a precise moment in time; instantly recall a specific emotion, feeling, or even a specific scent? The beauty of music is that the while the lyrical prose of a songwriter conveys the author’s thoughts and emotions, it allows anyone to take ownership of the spoken word to apply and convey their own personal meaning. I love music and I love this challenge! So many to choose from, I suppose I’ll just have to share a couple of random pages from my own story. One about emotion and one that take me back in time to those vivid dream-like memories.

“In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade

and he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame I am leaving, I am leaving.

But the the fighter still remains.” - Paul Simon’s The Boxer

Such a beautiful song about perseverance and life in general. I so often feel like life knocks me down for the count and like the Boxer, I want to hang it all up and leave. But, like the boxer I pick myself up and stand again because “the fighter still remains.”

“We spotted the ocean at the head of the trail

Where are we going, so far away?

And somebody told me that this is the place,

Where everything better, everything’s safe.” - Toad the Wet Sprocket  Walk on the Ocean

Some of my fondest memories are from a time in my life in which I was blessed with the opportunity to live on a tropical island, many would call it paradise - I certainly did. All it takes is hearing the first note of this song and I am instantly transported to a place of lucidity. A vivid dream like state takes hold of me, and once again I can feel the gentle trade winds caress my skin in heat of the tropical sun. The scent of saltwater permeates the air I breathe, and the sound of crashing waves engulf every fiber of my consciousness. For a brief moment in time, I’m home.

If a million hands could build, a wall a million hands could break it down.

I believe only in good and I will only fight when it goes against my values or what I believe in. Because of this, many people hate me and they build walls against me. Walls of hate and negativity. The walls these people build will be torn down in time. When I find the right people to help me, the hate will be gone. Masked by love and kindness. No matter what never give even if the wall goes higher and higher it will be torn down and it will disappears. May seem like forever, but that time is going to come.

Please go listen to this song. I loved it a lot and there are many versions this was the one that was introduced to me. It is called hands by ... I actually do not know everyone who sings it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnumaX_EJhE&list=PLVqrDQ-gTP1tNSYPRMJIXj_MjqQz2XeWZ&index=7 

I was born sick, but I love it.  _Take me to church Holzer

My parents hate me for who I am. I am a person. A loving, kind-hearted person. They can never see the true me and they hate who they think I am. No matter how much I try and change, they are not happy. Now, I have no care for what they say, I lost all emotion (on the outside) for what they say and do to me. I love myself, I love who I am, and I love my intentions. I am sad that people cannot look behind the mask of their words. All the people see is what they describe me as. This has happened so many times, I have have gotten questions based what they said. Want a good example: I was holding a fork protecting myself against my abusive dad who was chasing and when he reached to hit me he hit the fork. He told my mother I stabbed him and she believed him. Now, my whole family avoids me and uses this against me. I was protecting myself. Another is, my brother burned his hand on the oven and they said I walked away. I felt so bad, I was standing there and I was so scared. Scared of them. I never harmed and still haven't. They use this against me and it tears me down.On the side note, if you could see me right now my face is red a puffy and I am crying. Both of these tear me down and now people see me as this terrible person I am not. Sorry if you do not care, not many of you will and I do not want sympathy. I am tired of people acting like they care and then they turn their backs. I guess I will be alone and no one will see the true lovely person I am.