#song

I haven't changed, but I know I ain't the same. ↗

— Jakob Dylan

#one-headlight #song #change

There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring [making music] to the young-eyed cherubins; Such harmony is in immortal souls, But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close us in, we cannot hear it. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death #song #stars #death

Musicians add to songs and they evolve: For as was true of human effort, there was never advancement. Everything added meant something lost, and about as often as not the thing lost was preferable to the thing gained, so that over time we'd be lucky if we just broke even. Any thought otherwise was empty pride. p. 380 ↗

— Charles Frazier

#music #songs #life

The Qu'ran is God's song, not ours, not even Muhammad's. To allow such a song to pass through one's body, however imperfectly, is to discover that the instrument is transformed by the music. ↗

— George Dardess

#music #praise #qu-ran #religion #song

Sir, don’t make a bigger fool out of yourself because I promise you, if my car is not here when I leave service today . . . just pray for rapture. ↗

— Jevon L. Mack

#dance #erotica #gay-romance #jevon-l-mack #love

Do not allow yourself to be full of hate, princess. Hate is a heavy thing. It weighs us down, chaining us in a dark place. You focus on your love. If you want to be free of this heavy darkness you feel, focus on your love. Love is a chariot with a skeleton key to the chains which hate can wrap around you. To love is to be free. ↗

— H.D. Gordon

#love #shooting-stars #star-crossed #star-crossed-lovers #surah-stormsong

You've gone and sewn me to this bed, The taste of you and me, Will never leave my lips again, Under the blinding rain, I wanna hold your hand so tight, I'm gonna break my wrist, And when the vultures sing tonight, I'm gonna join right in. ↗

— pierce the veil

#love

Lo que yo quiero, corazón cobarde, es que mueras por mí. Y morirme contigo si te matas y matarme contigo si te mueres porque el amor cuando no muere mata porque amores que matan nunca mueren. ↗

— Joaquín Sabina

#cancion #cobardía #love #lyrics #poem

I would go to jail with only boys. Just to prove I was as tough as you. And when I get out for good behavior, I'll be writing love songs. Silly banging knee songs. ↗

— Sara Quin

#go-to-jail #if-it-was-you #love-songs #only-boys #sara-quin

The pattern's laid out on the bed With dozens of colors of thread But you've got the needle I guess that's the point in the end ↗

— Amanda Palmer

#sad #song-lyrics #inspirational