Tribute post to some great lyricists, musicians

“She died with her hands stretched out. She died with a hungry mouth. She died with her mind full of doubt and thoughts of weakening. So may your river never dry and may your mouth never lie. And may you be satisfied to never know why sometimes someone just wants to die.

So lonely soldier go home. Lonely, but never alone. Good eyes see nothing to shoot. Good feet feel good giving up good boots.”

Damien Rice, “Lonely Soldier”

“There’s a little child running round this house. And he never leaves. He will never leave. And the fog comes up from the sewers and glows in the dark.

Baby alligators in the sewers grow up fast, grow up fast. Anything you want it can be done. How did you go bad? Did you go bad?”

Radiohead (Thom Yorke), “Fog”

“That was Wisconsin, that was yesterday. Now I have nothing that I can keep cause every place I go, I take another place with me. Love is love’s critique.”

Bon Iver, “Wisconsin”