A lot of the time there is a lot of melancholy in the lyrics.
quote by Will Champion
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Melancholy Mood
A little collie weed to ease I grief
too much agony living in the limits of big city
a little collie weed to meditate
too much insanity in this society
melancholy mood I eat for my food melancholy mood
rise this morning smile with the sun
oh I'm blessed another day has begun
everything in life has its purpose
find its reason it has its season
melancholy mood I eat for my food melancholy mood
tears leave my eyes I just want to fly
deep down I feel pain
but I know I must rise again
from this melancholy mood melancholy mood
melancholy mood I eat for my food melancholy mood
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Melancholy
My mother the cow who still feeds me now is being tortured
Her son the bull who the fields should plough is being slaughtered
The human child in the womb who is never born for being unwanted
Melancholy in the Age of Kali
Melancholy in the Age of Kali
Kali Kali
My mother, the earth, man treats like dirt, her resources being exhausted
Ant-like astronauts, of the human race, scratch and scar the moon's beautiful face
My brother, the sun, he still shines on
He'll continue to shine for some time to come
Melancholy in the Age of Kali
Melancholy in the Age of Kali
Kali Kali
Lamentation Lamentation Lamentation (repeat)
Heavenly Father still waters the grains
Seems like tears fall as it rains
Little boy blue come blow on your horn
The sheeps in the meadow the cows in the corn
Oh sweet friend of mine from an ancient nursery rhyme
From a distant land once upon a time
Melancholy in the Age of Kali
Melancholy in the Age of Kali
Kali Kali
song performed by by X-Ray Spex
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Away, Melancholy
Away, melancholy,
Away with it, let it go.
Are not the trees green,
The earth as green?
Does not the wind blow,
Fire leap and the rivers flow?
Away melancholy.
The ant is busy
He carrieth his meat,
All things hurry
To be eaten or eat.
Away, melancholy.
Man, too, hurries,
Eats, couples, buries,
He is an animal also
With a hey ho melancholy,
Away with it, let it go.
Man of all creatures
Is superlative
(Away melancholy)
He of all creatures alone
Raiseth a stone
(Away melancholy)
Into the stone, the god
Pours what he knows of good
Calling, good, God.
Away melancholy, let it go.
Speak not to me of tears,
Tyranny, pox, wars,
Saying, Can God
Stone of man's thoughts, be good?
Say rather it is enough
That the stuffed
Stone of man's good, growing,
By man's called God.
Away, melancholy, let it go.
Man aspires
To good,
To love
Sighs;
Beaten, corrupted, dying
In his own blood lying
Yet heaves up an eye above
Cries, Love, love.
It is his virtue needs explaining,
Not his failing.
Away, melancholy,
Away with it, let it go
poem by Stevie Smith
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A Melodious song
Thy melody and my lyrics
will make a song
a melodious song
the song of enthusiasm
the song of peace
the song of fraternity
If my lyrics is a flower
thy melody is thee fragrance
If my lyrics is a ray
thy melody is thee light
If my lyrics is cloud
thy melody is thee lightning
my lyrics is a cascade
thy melody is thee sound
my lyrics and thee melody
is the consistency of profound nature
having multi seasons
to nourish all creature
to embellish the earth
whispering the gale
to blow like spring
my lyrics is nectar
thee melody is sweetness
my lyrics and thee melody
will make a song of heaven.
poem by Ramesh Rai
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People ask me if I left the lyrics open to ambiguity. Of course I did. I wanted to make a whole series of complex statements. The lyrics had to do with the state of society at the time.
quote by Don McLean
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Melancholy Child
A baby with a baby just barely seventeen
My mother mourned her innocence
While she bounced on her knee
A daddy on the road added to her tears and trials
Like silver rain they fell upon this melancholy child
The sounds of my childhood still linger in my song
My mother's lullaby that train that ran behind our home
A whippoorwill on a window sill - it should have made me smile
But everything sounds lonesome to a melancholy child
Now a restless blood runs in our family
I thought I could outrun the emptiness inside of me
So I went a little crazy, went a little wild
Trying to outdistance my own melancholy child
I met a kind and gentle man who thinks the world of me
And when he looks my way it is a woman that he sees
But when I can't explain to him the tears that fill my eyes
He takes me in his arms and rocks his melancholy child
You take a black Irish temper and some solemn Cherokee
A Southern sense of humor and you got someone like me
There are thorns on every rose to this I'm reconciled
They're just a little sharper to a melancholy child
And in my own babe's eyes I see the signs of a melancholy child
Heaven help us all, another melancholy child
song performed by by Pam Tillis
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Life is a bed of lyrics
Life is a bed of lyrics
So like an obsessive critic
I listen to any type of music
While it addresses its topic
When words flow in an orderly traffic
You can influence an entire public
Even if its structure is plain and basic
You can convince even the sceptics
When you speak in lyrics
The effect can be so drastic
Sometimes you apply technique
To produce some form of comic
Please don't panic
When I say 'Life is a bed of lyrics '
Even a poet’s style is rhythmic
With lyrics we can play the game of politics
Words can sooth or send you to a clinic
As we seek to manoeuvre great gimmicks
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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On the Sea of Melancholy
I'm wasted. What is left of me,
Caressed by crushing, weeping waves
On the sea of melancholy?
Washed up in the wreck of worry
That concern's rising tide has gave,
I'm wasted. What is left of me?
The sky appears blue and bloody.
The sun sinks like shark bait behaves
On the sea of melancholy.
The sharp crosswind cuts me, chilly.
I'm gutted by remorse's shave.
I'm wasted. What is left of me?
Foggy tropes sound within the flurry
Of a despairing storm's grand stave
On the sea of melancholy.
The tidal stream seems tied, knotty,
Bounding me to a submerged grave.
I'm wasted. What is left of me
On the sea of melancholy?
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Youth, however, can afford to enjoy even its melancholy; for the ultimate fact of which that melancholy is a prophecy is a long way off.
quote by Richard Le Gallienne
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I wanted to write some lyrics that had some meaning to them, lyrics that were meaningful to me and hopefully people can take something from that.
One of the hardest things about writing lyrics is to make the lyrics sit on the music in such a way that you're not aware there was a writer there.
quote by Stephen Sondheim
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O My Time
Time, time, o my time
Ring you like a chime
That always spreads a melodious tune
And relaxes one's mind like a good fortune;
Time, time, o my time
Be you like a hymn
That keeps the inner soul calm
And cures the mind like a balm;
Time, time, o my time
Fly me back in my prime
Where never was melancholy
And when I ever was like a lily;
Time, time, o my time
Be you like the sun's shine
That keeps the world green
And leaves nothing unseen;
Time, time, o my time
Be you not like a wine
That kills the very drunkard
Hence, seperates the sheep from its herd.
poem by Indresh Kumar
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Rondel. (From The Duke Of Orleans)
Hence away, begone, begone,
Carking care and melancholy!
Think ye thus to govern me
All my life long, as ye have done?
That shall ye not, I promise ye;
Reason shall have the mastery.
So hence away, begone, begone,
Carking care and melancholy!
If ever ye return this way,
With your mournful company,
A curse be on ye, and the day
That brings ye moping back to me!
Hence away, begone, I say!
Carking care and melancholy!
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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We're thinking about printing the lyrics with the next record so that people can find their own meaning in them. But then they would start having a life of their own, and I think the Portishead music should stay a whole in which the lyrics come second, actually.
quote by Beth Gibbons
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Forgotten Lyrics
your making
your turning
my own song
into
what's it's not supposed
to be
i'm lying
lying to your face
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
i'm running away
i want to (do something)
wont to
be forgotten
i'm lying
lying to your face
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
i'm falling down
i wont let you help me
words can not describe
the hatedred i feel
so should i
oh will i
let you bring me back
ha
i dont think so
i'm lying
lying to your face
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
i'm lying
lying to your face
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
i'v forgotten these lyrics
to this song
oh what you gonna do
about it
about what now
poem by Bethany Seed
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Memories of melancholy
Memories of melancholy
~
I almost miss being unhappy
Laying in a melancholy state
Rolling the glass of wine in my hand
While I think of all the whys and where’s
That seemed to over fill the world
Brimming over with dreams and possibilities
When I could let off steam in a rant
Screaming obscenities into thin air
Now I have found love in exclamation marks
Not the explosive fireworks kind
As sold by every song and movie
But a real gritty kind of love
Where we laying talking about nothing
Just killing time being together
We could make love on a beach
While waves crash around us
It would not make much difference
We would still look into each others eyes
Smile and know a subtle truth
That all we need is each other
I’m settling into some contented lifestyle
No more complaints or screams
I almost miss being in a melancholy state
But almost as ever is not enough
poem by Matthew Holloway
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The Song That Didn't Rhyme
Wrote a song, it was wrong from it's very first conception
Seemed I struggled on every line
It wasn't fast, wasn't pretty, wasn't serious or witty
The song that didn't rhyme
The band couldn't wing it, the singer couldn't sing it
The drummer's always out of time
The DJ's were offended, my union card suspended
Billboard declared it a crime
The melody blows in a key that no one can find
The lyrics don't flow but I can't get it out of my mind
A three minute waste of your time
On a song that didn't rhyme
It was bland, it was boring, all the groupies they were snoring
The first time we played it live
All the record guys got fired, the president retired
But somehow the song survived
The melody blows in a key that no one can find
The lyrics don't flow but I can't get it out of my mind
The melody blows in a key that no one can find
The lyrics don't flow but I can't get it out of my mind
A three minute waste of your time
No redeeming value of any kind
But thanks for the twelve ninety nine
On a song that didn't rhyme
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Over And Over
Credits
Music/ Lyrics: Rick Meyers
Lyrics
Watcha gonna do with your life
Now that Im leaving
Are you believing
Youll make it on your own
Didnt you believe what I said
Or was it just madness
Living in sadness
Youll be all alone
I said it over and over
At least a hundred times
I have what you been missing
Look back and you may find
Now its time to walk out the door
Its all been said now
Im looking ahead now
Time to be moving on
Yes, I told you so many times
But you didnt listen
You cant see what youre missing
What you never had before
I could have loved you
Like there was no tomorrow
It didnt really matter
If you stole my love or borrowed
You know I could go crazy
But I just cant remember
Exactly how to go there
And keep this love forever
song performed by by Santana
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My Melancholy Is Your Melancholy
and so at the end
we rediscover that my
melancholy
is your melancholy too
we cannot describe
how deep the roots are
and how rotten
the trees
we were counting the
leaves falling
we want to measure
the length and weight
of the heaps
i do not bother myself
now
we have become so
different
like crisscrossing
lines
with endpoints
crazy somewhere
not wanting any
meeting
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Sensative Kind
Credits
Music/ Lyrics: J.J. Cale
Lyrics
Dont take her for granted, she had
a hard time
Dont misunderstand her or play
with her mind
Treat her so gently, it will pay you
in time
Youve gotta know shes the
sensitive kind
Tell her you love her each and
every night
You will discover she will treat
you right
If you believe, I know you will find
There aint nothin like the
sensitive kind
She gets so lonely waitin for you
You are the only thing to help
her through
Dont take her for granted
She has a hard time
You got to know shes the
sensitive kind
You got to know shes the
sensitive kind
song performed by by Santana
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