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Soul Thing

Taylor Hicks

Early Works

2008

I've been traveling all these years,
Just barely getting by.
The road can be your friend
Or the devil in disguise.

When the tough get going,

In your heart, I've been admitted
I can't get enough of you
Cause baby, you're my favorite kind of muse

I don't wanna spend a second
Without you by my

of a love that sweetly beams

You're the muse, my heart's eternal rhyme
Painting colors in my world so blue
Every moment with you feels like time 
Stops

me down
Cause I been feeling like a stranger
For far to long
I need a muse
Muse
Mama always told me I was born different
I could beat the odds with my

Eyes wide open
Eyes like ocean
Ignited by the motion, one truth
Girl your body is my only muse
I'll lose myself just so I find you
I need you close

respirer
Pour toi je gaspille ma maille
Pour toi j'te jure que j'peux die
On est comme Bonnie et Clyde
Si tu meurs, je meurs by your side
Dans l'obscurité

I'm Writing a Novel

Father John Misty

Fear Fun

2012

new friends, Momma
But I could really use something to do
So if you're up for it sometimes
I swear you wouldn't have to be my muse

Heidegger

Moonlight's sweet tune
Here I wander, as time goes by
Look in my eyes
There's nothing, can't tell you why
Like sand
Crumbling through my hands
My

screaming muses metal boxes 
 with no uses pretty big sky above my head my only stuff is my friday bread fear of down and fear 
 of fear down by heart and up

You got some news
But everything
That you say is all reused
All all reused
And my muse
Is a fake cigarette
And your fake news on the loop
Your fake

It's cll cbout The Music by Morning Routine

Verse 1

I've been all around the world I'll tell you
I've sailed all the oceans, painted em' blue
I'm

I've got these muses
They in my ear
I've got this music
It's all I hear
I've got these muses
That I hold dear
I'll still be here
When the smoke

Mountain of wisdom,
Of music and light
Muse of all vision,
Grant us the Waters of Life
Seeking the mountain,
Apollo's sacred realm,
Where the Muses

I don’t wanna be your baby
I don’t wanna be your muse
Da da da

In my little crazy forest
Please don’t try to rule my rules
Da da da

Step by step

Let's Drive up the coast as 
The sun is sinking low, and 
Turn up the stereo 
With nowhere to go
These days of freedom always seem 
To pass us by, ya

Soon one morning
Death comes creeping in your home
And hits you with a stab in the belly

Smell of rotting
By the fields in autumn
Dead leaves

Dry

W antrakcie wziął cygarko w drżącą dłoń
Dym wciągać jął nerwowo raz przy razie
Gdy strażak się dyskretnie zbliżył doń
By przestrzec go w perlistej

I Hear Music

Biz Markie

The Biz Never Sleeps

1989

Bridge
We won awards and served them by the millions
The more more years go by, the more we be killin' 'em
They said it's just a fad, it will never last

Feeble voices chorusing in theocratic chant
Drown in rising tides of pipes of bone that hold their souls
Transfixed

By the rising of the moon
While

its the closest to heaven that ill ever be.

I've been struck by lightning
a rush of love to the head
Inspired by love and faith and trust 
and you are

When you're on your own and by yourself
But I know you don't really want to be
So why can't you let me in?
I could be the thing
Instead of orbiting

Death of a Tune

The Hidden Cameras

Uncut: The Playlist October 2006

it together

Am I just being used
When I hear mostly lies? Oh
In confusion, I think
What a pity to rhyme, oh

Smothering my own muse
By

and twirling
The night is abloom
Within the holy dawn of the moon

Guiding our path on the journey
Shining through midnight so deep
Spirit and muse, our dreams

In a Prison of Anguish, I reside
Mocked by ignorance, no end in sight
Your gall eclipsed the Sun, turned Love aside
Turned deafened ears to my