Next year can wait 'till next year, I am here alive

Chainsaw brotherhood - Bourbon boys

Ben Gibbard sure writes some poignant lyrics, e.g.:

You may tire of me

As our December sun is setting

Cause I’m not who I used to be

No longer easy on the eyes

But these wrinkles masterfully disguise

The youthful boy below

Who turned your way and saw

Something he was not looking for

Both a beginning and an end

But now he lives inside

Someone he does not recognize

When he catches his reflection on accident

From The Eagles, The Last Resort. I love the whole song but this verse hits me hardest.

Who will provide the grand design?  
What is yours and what is mine?  
'Cause there is no more new frontier  
But we have got to make it here  
We satisfy our endless needs  
And justify our bloody deeds  
In the name of destiny  
And in the name of God  

I can’t explain to y’all how much time I don’t have for this

Infinite amounts that ban exactly it, let’s pack it in

Or spin some actual axes at each other, happy hunting

The trick is how to trap and stuff what’s added up to nothing

Aesop Rock - The Cut

A recent one from Tierra Whack

The more I get to know you the more I think less of you

“Man thinks, because he rules the earth, he can do with it as he please.” Bob Dylan ‘Infidels’

Not the greatest arts literate here but if I have to give a quick answer I’d say Billy Talent - Viking Death March stuck in my head.

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup

Such a funny juxtaposition from the Beatles.

The best version is “Across the Universe” from Let it Be… Naked

I’m not here; this isn’t happening 🎵

Relatable lines from Thom Yorke in Radiohead’s “How to disappear completely” off of Kid A.

Based on a true story.

All the other kids with the pumped-up kicks You better run, better run faster than my bullet

The flames of hell they seemed so high

When I could barely see over the pew

I was only a boy when they told me that lie

But lord it felt so true

And that’s a hell of a thing to do to a kid

Just to teach him right from wrong

You can burn in hell for the rest of your days

Or you can choose to sing along

Found this song on shuffle during a drive and had to pull over to cry out some religious trauma.

Favorite lyric is the sort of thing that changes constantly, but my favorite lyricist right now is undoubtedly Vessel from Sleep Token

Man just casually busts out bars like

“My, my, those eyes like fire, I’m a winged insect, you’re a funeral pyre”

And

“Even if the earth breaks like burnt skin, And the heavens just won’t open up for me”

But I’m also going to give a shout out to The Midnight for some genuinely insane lines.

“If the rent’s too high we’ll just buy cheaper wine” is one of the most uncomfortably present lyrics I have ever heard.

Scatman John, Scatman’s world:

[Verse 1] Everybody’s talkin’ something very shocking Just to keep on blockin’ what they’re feelin’ inside But listen to me brother, you just keep on walkin’ 'Cause you and me and sister ain’t got nothing to hide Scatman, fat man, black and white and brown man Tell me 'bout the color of your soul If part of your solution isn’t ending the pollution Then I don’t wanna hear your stories told I wanna welcome you to Scatman’s World

[Verse 2] Everybody’s born to compete as he chooses But how can someone win if winning means that someone loses? I sit and see and wonder what it’s like to be in touch No wonder all my brothers and my sisters need a crutch I wanna be a human being, not a human doing I couldn’t keep that pace up if I tried The source of my intention really isn’t crime prevention My intention is prevention of the lie Yeah, welcome to the Scatman’s World

“I’ve had recurring nightmares, That I was loved for who I am, And missed the opportunity, To be a better man”

-Muse, Hoodoo

And then one day you find ten years have got behind you. No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

Time - Pink Floyd