Take me, to the place I’ve been dreaming of Where the grotesquely lonely meet the grotesquely lonely and they whisper just very softly Please be mine Dearest Love… — Morrissey, from “My Dearest Love,” Swords. (26 October 2009)
These tears I’m wailing, I spill not without reason. Remove them, my dearest love. Take me to the place I’ve been dreaming of, where the grotesquely lonely meet the grotesquely lonely and they whisper, just very softly, Please be mine, Dearest Love. ― Morrissey, from “My Dearest Love,” Swords. (26 October 2009)
I am tired, I am weary. I could sleep for a thousand years, a thousand dreams that would awake me. Different colors made of tears. — The Velvet Underground, from “Venus In Furs,” The Velvet Underground & Nico. Produced by Andy Warhol (Verve, 1967)
Teach me to hear mermaids singing… — John Donne, from “Song: Go and Catch a Star,” The Songs and Sonnets of John Donne. (Harvard University Press; New edition edition, April 20, 2009) Originally published 1633.
Behind every beautiful thing, there is some kind of pain. — Bob Dylan, from “It’s Not Dark Yet,” Time Out Of Mind. (Columbia September 30, 1997_ September 30, 1997)
Got a head full of lightning, a hat full of rain. ― Tom Waits, from “Long Way Home,” Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards (November 21, 2006) Label: Anti/Epitaph
Now I need your hidden love, I’m cold as a new razor blade. You left when I told you I was curious… I never said that I was brave. — Leonard Cohen, from “So Long Marianne,” Songs of Leonard Cohen. (Columbia 1967)