Grasping Lyrics

Most song lyrics these days are a hit or miss scenario — they either punch you in the gut or pass through as generic, sloppy rhymes. Too often it’s the latter, but occasionally you stumble across humble, odd phrases to latch onto:

From “Tallahassee,” by The Mountain Goats:

The road this far can’t be retraced

There is no punchline anybody can tack on

There are loose ends by the score

What did I come down here for?



From “Box of Stones,” by Benjamin Francis Leftwich:

My harbor has a boat in it

The water makes its way ’round it

When the sun shines down the hills the winds blow

I miss you more

You said I am young, and I am yours

I am free, but I am flawed

I am here and your heart

I was here from the start

From “Dorian,” by Agnes Obel:

They won’t know who we are

So we both can pretend

It’s written on the mountains

A line that never ends

As the devil spoke we spilled out on the floor

And the pieces broke and the people wanted more

And the rugged wheel is turning another round

From “Death With Dignity,” by Sufjan Stevens:

Amethyst and flowers on the table, is it real or a fable?

Well I suppose a friend is a friend

And we all know how this will end

And, a longstanding favorite, from “Forgotten,” by the Punch Brothers:

Hey there, it’s all gonna be fine

You ain’t gonna die alone

You ain’t gonna be forgotten


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