Orthannen im vi ôl
Coll d dû
Or hiriath naur
Na rovail mae sui'waew
Man prestant i ardhon?
Cerithar aen illaid dim úthenin?

 Manbird wrote:
Hoping and praying for you, you, and you.
Get well soon(er)

d'ont be no punk
d;ont be no candy ass
d;ont flunk the test and yet expect to pass
d;ont understand but afraid to ask
so why you wanna wastte tour time

Let my inspiration flow
In token rhyme, suggesting rhythm
That will not forsake you
Till my tale is told and done

While the firelight's aglow
Strange shadows from the flames will grow
Till things we've never seen
Will seem familiar

Shadows of a sailor, forming winds
Both foul and fair all swarm
Down in Carlisle, he loved
A lady many years ago

Here beside him stands a man
A soldier from the looks of him
Who came through many fights
But lost at love

While the story teller speaks
A door within the fire creaks
Suddenly flies open
And a girl is standing there

Eyes alight with glowing hair
All that fancy paints as fair
She takes her fan and throws it
In the lion's den

Which of you to gain me tell
Will risk uncertain pains of hell?
I will not forgive you
If you will not take the chance

The sailor gave at least a try
The soldier being much too wise
Strategy was his strength
Not disaster

The sailor, coming out again
The lady fairly leapt at him
That's how it stands today
You decide if he was wise

The story teller makes no choice
Soon you will not hear his voice
His job is to shed light
Not to master

Since the end is never told
We pay the teller off in gold
In hopes he will come back
But he cannot be bought or sold

Inspiration, move me brightly
Light the song with sense and color
Hold away despair
More than this I will not ask

Faced with mysteries dark and vast
Statements just seem vain at last
Some rise, some fall
Some climb to get to Terrapin

Counting stars by candlelight
All are dim but one is bright
The spiral light of Venus
Rising first and shining best

On, from the northwest corner
Of a brand new crescent moon
Crickets and cicadas sing
A rare and different tune
Terrapin station

In the shadow of the moon
Terrapin station
And I know we'll be there soon
Terrapin

I can't figure out
Terrapin
If it's the end or beginning
Terrapin

But the train's put it's brakes on
Terrapin
And the whistle is screaming
Terrapin

Believer by Imagine Dragons

First things first
I'ma say all the words inside my head
I'm fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh-ooh
The way that things have been, oh-oohSecond thing second
Don't you tell me what you think that I could be
I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea, oh-ooh
The master of my sea, oh-oohI was broken from a young age
Taking my sulking to the masses
Writing my poems for the few
That look at me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me
Singing from heartache from the pain
Taking my message from the veins
Speaking my lesson from the brain
Seeing the beauty through the...Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain!
You break me down and build me up, believer, believer
Pain!
Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from...
Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believerFirst things first
Can you imagine what's about to happen?
It's Weezy the Dragon, I link with the Dragons
And we gon' get ratchet, no need for imaginin'This is what's happenin'
Second thing second, I reckon immaculate
Sound about accurate
I know that strength, it don't come, don't come without strategy
I know the sweet, it don't come without cavities
I know the passages come with some traffic
I start with from the basement, end up in the attic
And third thing third
Whoever call me out, they simply can't count
Let's get mathematic, I'm up in this, huhIs you a believer?
I get a unicorn out of a zebra
I wear my uniform like a tuxedo
This dragon don't hold his breath, don't need no breather
Love you Ms. Cita, the son of a leader
I know the bloomin' don't come without rain
I know the losin' don't come without shame
I know the beauty don't come without hurtHol' up, hol' up, last thing last
I know that Tunechi don't come without Wayne
I know that losin' don't come without game
I know that glory don't come without...
Don't come without...Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain!
You break me down and build me up, believer, believer
Pain
Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from...
Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believerLast things last
By the grace of fire and flames
You're the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh-ooh
The blood in my veins, oh-ooh
But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing
Inhibited, limited 'til it broke open and rained down
It rained down, like...Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain!
You break me down and build me up, believer, believer
Pain
Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from...
Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer

through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained eyes i can barely define the shape of this moment in time

-R. Waters
The Final Cut 

It's an airport novella
Adapted for late night TV
I'm not writing the screenplay
It's writing me

    James McMurtry - She Loves Me

 buzz wrote: 
Yes, that's a classic, like the Julio Iglesias duet with Bullwinkle J. Moose: "To All The Squirrels I've Loved Before".

 Proclivities wrote: 
she was a beauty, she was my girl 
now she is dead, being eaten by a squirrel 

 buzz wrote: 
Hmm...:
"She wasn't real, she was just a replica,
For my true love lay inside a sepulcher" 

I think it's from an AC/DC tune - the same one that had this lyric: "It's a long way to the top, if you wanna rock n roll".

 ScottFromWyoming wrote: 
does anyone speak of the pompetous of baseball or the pompetous of pork chops?

Proclivities wrote: 
please give us a verse with a replica/sepulcher rhyme. 
preferably a love song. 

 ScottFromWyoming wrote:  

 

 Alexandra wrote: 
Because he speaks to the pompetous of love.

 Proclivities wrote:  

 
And then there's the Steve Miller School of Rhyming.
 

They headed down to, ooh, old El Paso
That's where they ran into a great big hassle

Billy Mack is a detective down in Texas
You know he knows just exactly what the facts is

 Alexandra wrote: 
Don't forget heart/start, tomorrow/sorrow, fly/sky, alone/my own, baby/maybe, girl/world.  I don't know why so many lyricists avoid cool rhymes like girl/squirrel or replica/sepulcher.  I guess it's laziness on their parts most times.

I've complained before about how tired and worn out and downright annoying it is when people rhyme "fire" with "desire."
 
 
 
I'm going to have to add "down on my knees, begging you/us/ please...."
 
 
 
Stop it! Be original or don't rhyme! :

The Red Polygons only desire it to get to the Blue Triangle

Time - He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me boys

Time - He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy

Time - In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time

The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain
Incestuous and vain,
and many other last names
I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think
"Oh God I'm still alive"

We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

You - are not a victim
You - just scream with boredom
You - are not evicting time

Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
'Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time

Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful
I had so many dreams,
I had so many breakthroughs
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you
dreamless
The door to dreams was closed.
Your park was real dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now,
smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming

We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Yeah, time!

They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom
For trying to change the system from within
I'm coming now, I'm coming to reward them
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'm guided by a signal in the heavens
I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin
I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'd really like to live beside you, baby
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes
But you see that line there moving through the station?
I told you, I told you, told you, I was one of those

Ah you loved me as a loser, but now you're worried that I just might win
You know the way to stop me, but you don't have the discipline
How many nights I prayed for this, to let my work begin
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I don't like your fashion business mister
And I don't like these drugs that keep you thin
I don't like what happened to my sister
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I'd really like to live beside you, baby ...

And I thank you for those items that you sent me
The monkey and the plywood violin
I practiced every night, now I'm ready
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin

I am guided

Ah remember me, I used to live for music
Remember me, I brought your groceries in
Well it's Father's Day and everybody's wounded
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin