ADELE lyrics - 19

Painting Pictures

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Painting pictures with my mind Making memories using my eyes Filling up my heart with golden stories Who adds some spice to the rhythm of life Ooh Welcome sunrise with the morning glory I've changed my mind There is no simple I thought of me I want to see I want to feel my heartbeat so With the world that you feel Leave I can feel the pressure pushing onto my heart And it's teasing me So scratch my itch and beat my drum So i can start to begin what's begun Painting pictures Filling up my heart with golden stories Painting pictures Filling up my heart with golden stories Running riots inside my soul Fire burning and it's lighting me up Ooh Scratch my itch and beat my drum So I can finish what has begun Painting pictures Filling up my heart with golden stories Painting pictures Filling up my heart with golden stories

The Golden Boy & The Prodigal

JASON GRAY "Everything Sad Is Coming Untrue"
There are two sides to every person Like the two sides of a dime Heads or tails it depends upon Who's watching at the time Though I hate to say it Mine is no exception One part is the prodigal The other part: deception Like the prince and the pauper Like Jacob and his brother Each hide a different heart Each a shadow of the other Me and my doppelganger Both share the same blood One I have hated The other have I loved One of them's the Golden Boy The man I'd like to be I show him off in the parades For all the world to see The other is much weaker He stumbles all the time The source of my embarrassment He's the one I try to hide The Golden boy is made of straw His finest suit will surely burn His vice is the virtue That he never had to earn The prodigal's been broken And emptied at the wishing well But he's stronger for the breaking With a story to tell I'm not easy with confessions It's hard to tell the truth But I have favored the golden boy While the other I've abused And he takes it like a man Though he's longing like a child To be loved and forgiven And share the burden for awhile So take a good look in the mirror Tell me who you see The one who Jesus died for Or the one you'd rather be Can you find it in your heart To show mercy to the one The Father loved so much That he gave his only son...

Monkey Riches

ANIMAL COLLECTIVE "Centipede Hz"
Lately I need a better plan I want to get my knees out in the dirt with my hands 'Cause I have been a cerebral spouse Now my legs want to go into the emerald house And I want to look out I don't want to bail out And I want to help out I don't want to nod out I don't want to knock you down But why am I still looking for a golden age? You tell me that I ought to have a golden wage Every time I look up at that blurry sun All I think about are bodies floating up Everybody ought to get that special glance Why does dawn leave everybody home with chance? It makes me wonder how I even wrote this song Does this not occur to almost everyone? It makes a monkey wretch It makes a monkey rich Lately I want to be in my heart But where exactly is my heart and where does it start? I don't want that Tylenol Can I sing and make change without crushing clams? I can help the little things but I have big plans I don't want that Tylenol It makes a monkey wretch It makes a monkey rich

A Woman's Life And Love

ANDREW BIRD "Thrills"
Since I first saw him, I think myself blind. I look around me, and it's only him I see. His image floats before me, So gentle and so kind, he has got a clear mind and firm courage Oh, ring upon my finger, little golden ring Devoutly I press you to my lips and to my heart Sisters come adorn me, banish foolish fear Twine upon my furrowed brow the blossoming myrtle I serve him and live for him Belong wholly to him Give myself and find myself transfigured by his brightness Ring upon my finger, little golden ring Devoutly I press you to my lips and to my heart The blissful dream of childhood has ended Now I drink delicious death with you my love Now you have me caused me my first pain- That really hurt. You sleep, you hard cruel man, the sleep of death The veil falls, the bell tolls, the black shawls, the carriage rolls You, my whole world.

Golden Olden Days Of Rock & Roll

JOHNNY WINTER "John Dawson Winter III"
I remember when the time was jive What a groove it was to be alive Take a beer in the back of a pink Cadillac Watching all the girls go by Just a-listened to the radio play Had it turned up all the way Singing "one for the money, two for the show" Three to get ready and away we go! Take me back to those good old lazy days When the guitars learned to talk and men were men We were heart to heart, soul to soul In the golden olden days of rock & roll Yeah! You could tell that we was hip at a glance By the strips on down the side of your pants, yes Nothing could be better than tights, girls and sweaters Shakin' at the high school dance Could it be so many years away? You know it seems like only yesterday We was rocking to the east, rocking to the west Dancin' to the music, we all had a blast! Take me back to those good old lazy days When the guitars learned to talk and men were men We were heart to heart, soul to soul In the golden olden days of rock & roll Yeah! Take me back to those good old lazy days When the guitars learned to talk and men were men We was heart to heart, soul to soul In the golden olden days of rock & roll Yeah in the golden olden days of rock & roll Yeah in the golden olden days of rock & roll

Silver Threads And Golden Needles

JANIS JOPLIN
Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine And I'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine. You can't buy my love with money, for I never was that kind, Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine. Go ahead! I don't want your golden mansions with a tear in every room, All I want's the love you promised, beneath the halo moon. But you think I should be happy with your money and your name And hide myself in sorrow while you play your cheatin' game. Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine And I'll never drown my sorrow in the warm glow of your wine. You can't buy my love with money, for I never was that kind, Silver threads and golden needles cannot mend this heart of mine.

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