So I would choose to be with you,That's if the choice were mine to make,But you can make decisions too,And you can have this heart to break
Life, Love, Music
We didn't start the fireIt was always burningSince the world's been turningWe didn't start the fireNo we didn't light itBut we tried to fight it
Life, Inspirational, Poetry
In every heart there is a room,A sanctuary safe and strong,To heal the wounds from lovers past,Until a new one comes along
And in the eveningAfter the fire and the lightOne thing is certain: Nothing can hold back the lightTime is relentlessAnd as the past disappearsWe're on the verge of all things new
Time, Future, Past
For all our mutual experienceOur separate conclusions are the sameNow we are forced to recognize our inhumanityOur reason coexists with our insanityBut we choose between reality and madnessIt's either sadness or euphoria
Reality, Sadness, Madness
And it was darkSo dark at nightAnd we held on to each otherLike brother to brotherWe promised our mothers we'd writeAnd we would all go down together
Mothers, Dark, War
I am no longer afraid of becoming lost, because the journey back always reveals something new, and that is ultimately good for the artist.
Music, Art, Journey
...And you're the only one who knows.
Music, Pop
So before we end and then beginWe'll drink a toast to how it's beenA few more hours to be completeA few more nights on satin sheetsA few more times that I can sayI've loved these days
Love, Change, Nostalgia
She always says I'm the best friend that she's ever had... how do you hang up on someone who needs you that bad? ~From 'Laura' on The Nylon Curtain
Love, Friend, Friendship