| 1311 |
Memories are just where you laid them, drag the waters til the depths give up their dead. |
Fuel, |
Hemorrhage |
| 1312 |
Memories, how they linger in the twilight and in the wee small hours sometimes just before dawn. |
Van Morrison, |
Memories |
| 1313 |
Mine is not the first heart broken, and my eyes are not the first to cry. |
Grease, |
Hopelessly Devoted To You |
| 1314 |
Mine is the loneliest of numbers. And now is the loneliest of times. |
Weezer, |
Waiting On You |
| 1315 |
Misery, depression, elation all mine, refine confinement all my design. |
Henry Rollins, |
Obscene |
| 1316 |
My brain say's I'm receiving pain. |
Radiohead, |
My Iron Lung |
| 1317 |
My life is rather plain, I like watching the puddles gather rain. |
Blind Melon, |
No Rain |
| 1318 |
My mother died when I was five, and all I did was sit and cry. I cried and cried and cried all day, until the neighbors went away. |
Madonna, |
Mother And Father |
| 1319 |
My tears have washed I love you from the black board of my heart. |
Hank Thompson, |
The Black Board Of My Heart |
| 1320 |
Never felt like this before. Open chest, heart on the floor. I never wished that I was dead until I met you. |
Mest, |
Until I Met You |
| 1321 |
Nice day for a sulk, the girl smells of milk. |
Belle and Sebastian, |
Nice Day For A Sulk |
| 1322 |
Nighttime to some, a brief interlude. To others, the fear of solitude. |
The Moody Blues, |
The Day Begins |
| 1323 |
No more wasted years, no more wasted tears. Life's too short to cry, long enough to try. |
Helloween, |
Time Marches On |
| 1324 |
No one knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man, behind blue eyes. |
The Who, |
Behind Blue Eyes |
| 1325 |
No one to hear, you might as well scream. |
Melissa Etheridge, |
Nowhere To Go |
| 1326 |
No tears to damn you when jealousy burns. |
Elton John, |
Sacrifice |
| 1327 |
Nothing is sadder than love left unheard. |
Neil Diamond, |
Everybody |
| 1328 |
Now all those feelings, those yesterdays feelings will all be lost in time. But today I've wasted away, for today is on my mind. |
The Used, |
Yesterday's Feelings |
| 1329 |
Now those memories come back to haunt me, they haunt me like a curse. Is a dream a lie if it don't come true, or is it something worse? |
Bruce Springsteen, |
The River |
| 1330 |
Now you see how you are, the wisdom mixed in with all the scars. |
Henry Rollins, |
Alien Blue Print |