Best song lyric

[MarkGrace]

I'd tell all my friends but they'd never believe me
They'd think that I finally lost it completely
I'd show 'em the stars and the meaning of life
They'd shut me away, but I'd be alright. Alright.
I'm just uptight

Love the imagery on that one.

[Jarid in Cedar]

I am vindicated
I am selfish, I am wrong, I am right
I swear I'm right, I swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed, but I cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things
You swore you saw yourself so clear....

[thesaint258]

I always liked "I'm major in love, but in all minor keys."

[MarkGrace]

Wuap bumping the Avett thread reminded me of more lyrics I really like:

I wanna have pride, like my mother has, and not like the kind in the bible that turns you bad.

Actually, any lyric from that whole song. So good.

[Keyzer Soze]

I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.

[Jeff Lebowski]

The Warrior
Steve Earle

This is the best time of the day—the dawn
The final cleansing breath unsullied yet
By acrid fume or death’s cacophony
The rank refuse of unchained ambition
And pray, deny me not but know me now,
Your faithful retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege lord without recompense
Perchance to fall and perish namelessly
No flag-draped bier or muffled drum to set
The cadence for a final dress parade

But it was not always thus—remember?
Once you worshiped me and named me a god
In many tongues and made offering lest
I exact too terrible a tribute

Take heed for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time grows short
There are no honorable frays to join
Only mean death dealt out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unleashed from across oceans

Assail me not with noble policy
For I care not at all for platitude
And surrender such tedious detail
To greater minds than mine and nimbler tongues
Singular in their purpose and resolve
And presuming to speak for everyman

Oh, for another time, a distant field
And there a mortal warrior’s lonely grave
But duty charges me remain until
The end the last battle of the last war
Until that ‘morrow render unto me
That which is mine my stipend well deserved
The fairest flower of your progeny
Your sons, your daughters your hopes and your dreams
The cruel consequence of your conceit

[MarkGrace]

I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.

Awesome!

[Viking]

How can anybody be enlightened? Truth is after all so poorly lit