Title of the page.  Naive expression of love.  Reluctance to admit that you are gone.
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Lyrics I Like
upon consideration i realized recently that i find lyrics to have an importance perhaps more significant than the melodies and harmonies in music. well, at least in pop music. and i'm not big on love themes. here are some lines that i appreciate.

Anything Box- Our Dreams
When we were growing up we wanted to become
Special people in this lonely broken place
And after all the years had gone
Only a few of us ever reached our goals
Some of us are still trying hard
Chorus:
Do you know?
That's all we wanted was to have our dreams

Our ambitions are sacred to us
They keep us going forward in our lives
You don't have the right to make it die in us
You don't have the right to destroy
Chorus
To the governments of the world, to greed, to anger
To war, to hatred, to racism, to religion, to disease,
To destruction, to the bombs, to confusion, to reality,
To their jealousy, to the goverments of the world
Chorus

And the spirit of love
Is rising within me
Talking to you now
Telling me clearly
The fire still burns
-Depeche Mode--Insight

All your stupid ideals
Got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground
Here I stand the accused
With your fist in my face
Feeling tired and bruised
With the bitterest taste
All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All my bringing you down
-Depeche Mode--Useless

I like to read, I like to write
But where I live i learned to fight
So don't you ever say that we're the same.
-Electronic--Gangster

Never get angry at stupid people
Why go crazy at the dawning of your life?
-Erasure

I only wanted something else to do but hang around.
-Pet Shop Boys--Suburbia

The graph on the wall tells the story of it all
Picture it now, see just how
The lies and deceit gained a little more power.
Confidence taken in by a suntan and a grin
-Depeche Mode--Everything Counts

The wind in my hair makes me so aware
How good it is to live tonight
-Depeche Mode--But Not Tonight

Someday mother will die and I'll get the money.
Mom leans down and says, "my sentiments exactly"
-They Might Be Giants--I Palindrome I

Why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse?
Why can't they see they're just like me?
I'm not the one that's so absurd.
-Ministry--Every Day is Halloween

I am writing graffiti on your body
I am drawing the story of
How hard we tried
-Ani DiFranco--Both Hands

Le haut de L'Etat me ramene a la raison
Les plus grands voleurs ne sont pas toujours en prison
-Akhenaton--Eclater un Type des Assedic

You know I hate to ask, but... are friends electric?
Mine's broken down and now I've no one to love.
-Information Society--Are Friends Electric?

I can be so warm if i get what i need
I always fail whenever i try
To explain to you the reasons why
I don't know what you're thinking
And I don't know how you feel
But I only want to be with you if it's real
-Information Society--If It's Real

Try to feel splendour of it all
Embrace the honesty of nightfall
Try to feel the anguish of it all
Wrap yourself up in every facet of emotion
-Erasure--Siren Song

Je ne suis pas mechant mais le respect se merite
-Akhenaton--Eclater un Type des Assedic

I hear a voice: you must learn to stand up
For yourself 'cause I can't always be around
When you going to make up your mind?
When you going to love you as much as I do?
-Tori Amos--Winter

It's an open act of defiance and it's aimed directly at you
-Electronic--Idiot Country

Je crisais quand tous mes amis sortaient
Des fois ma mere ne pouvait pas me donner assez
J'y repense aujourd'hui et le mal devient bon
A cote de ces enfants nous sommes nes dans le coton
Je ne peux rien changer, je ne peux rien y faire
Les jours ou j'ai flippe, j'aurais just du me taire
-Akhenaton--Je Ne Suis Pas A Plaindre

The turning point of a career-a career in being insincere
-Depeche Mode--Everything Counts

Depeche Mode-Stripped
Come with me into the trees
We'll lay on the grass and let the hours pass
Take my hand come back to the land
Let's get away just for one day
Chorus:
Let me see you stripped down to the bone
Let me hear you make decisions
Without your television
Let me hear you speaking just for me

Metropolis has nothing on this
You're breathing in fumes I taste when we kiss
Take my hand come back to the land
Where everything's ours for a few hours
Chorus

You don't even know me
You say that I'm not living right
You don't understand me
So why do you judge my life?
-Armand Van Helden--You Don't Even Know Me

You say I always wanted you to be proud of me
I always wanted that myself
-Tori Amos--Winter

So much for all your high brow marxist ways
Just use me up and then you walk away
-White Town--Your Woman

Psychedelic Furs-Love My Way
There's an army on the dance floor
It 's a fashion with a gun my love
In a room without a door
A kiss is not enough
In-
Chorus:
Love my way
It's a new road
I follow where my mind goes

They'd put us on a railroad
They'd dearly make us pay
For laughing in their faces
And making it our way
There's emptiness behind their eyes
And dust in all their hearts
They just want to steal us all
And take us all apart
But not in-
Chorus:
So swallow all your tears my love
And put on your new face
You can never win or lose
If you don't run the race

Erasure-Home
I ain't never going home
'Cause I'm having a good time
I ain't never going home
'Cause I've come this far
I'll wait fot the winter
To lie at my door
White stretches out before me
Leads me to the hall

Chorus:
White circles play within my mind
Ices over and freezes life
Time will come, time will come, time will fall
Bringing the world to its feet

I ain't never turning back
'Cause I've come this far
And I'm lost within my tracks
i will follow the north star
I'll wait 'til the springtime
Is breathing at my door
The wilderness before me
Heeds the lion's roar

chorus
bringing the world to its hands and its feet
I'll wait 'til the winter
Is lying at my door
Time stretches out before me
A stones throw from the door

Barbara G. Wilkie
sandrylene@hotmail.com