Quotes about song
song valentine years
My granddaddy on my momma's side, he was a romantic. He loved love songs. Every Valentine's Day, I remember him buying a red carnation for my grandmomma, my momma and my sister. That was something you could count on every year. Josh Turner
song certain
I'm definitely not going to go and sing a song that condones certain things.
song home long
I was trying to learn how to deal with the freedom that I had away from home for the first time. 'Long Black Train,' the song and the album, are very special to me. It was just one of those things that I felt like God gave to me for a purpose, and I've been out here promoting that purpose.
song spring men
The concept of number is the obvious distinction between the beast and man. Thanks to number, the cry becomes a song, noise acquires rhythm, the spring is transformed into a dance, force becomes dynamic, and outlines figures. Joseph de Maistre
song speak reason
Reason speaks in words alone, but love has a song.
song ears
I learn my songs by ear. Kate Smith
song years amazed
In 29 years, I had recorded over 2,200 songs. I was amazed.
song thinking world
I think it's as popular as it ever has been and it continues to grow as it does all around the world. Karrie Webb
song artist people
Even though other people wrote my songs I put my stamp on them. I have a connection, but there is no truer connection than an artists and their own song. Justin Guarini
song want wells
I want all of my songs to do well whether I've written them or not. Leona Lewis
song people singing
There are so many songs I've recorded, only to hear other people singing them. It happens all the time.
song moving heart
A song, you know, you've got a tempo. You know,you've got something that is moving swiftly. You can't stop it, you know? Andit's designed to move swiftly from, you know, mouth to mouth, heart to heart,where a poem really speaks to something that has no time and that is - it's acompletely different perception. Leonard Cohen
song writing people
I'm writing all the time. And as the songs begin to coalesce, I'm not doing anything else but writing. I wish I were one of those people who wrote songs quickly. But I'm not. So it takes me a great deal of time to find out what the song is.
song events dishes
I've always held the song in high regard because songs have got me through so many sinks of dishes and so many humiliating courting events.
song new-york men
Suzanne had a room on a waterfront street in the port of Montreal. Everything happened just as it was put down. She was the wife of a man I knew. Her hospitality was immaculate. Some months later I sang it for Judy Collins over the telephone. The publishing rights were lost in New York City, but it is probably appropriate that I don't own this song. Just the other day I heard some people singing it on a ship in the Caspian Sea.
song attention pay
My sense of proprietorship has been so weak that actually I didn't pay attention and I lost the copyrights on a lot of the songs.
song men world
Women stand for the objective world for a man. They stand for the thing that you're not and that's what you always reach for in a song.
song crazy hair
My friends are gone and my hair is grey. I ache in places I used to play. And I’m crazy for love but I’m not coming on. I’m just paying my rent every day in the tower of song.
song rock-and-roll done
I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong, I will make it all up to thee.
song artist touched
When we are touched by a song, it is because the artist cannot hide himself.
song humans activity
Songs don’t dignify human activity. Human activity dignifies the song.
song art reality
I think what we like about music - and what we like about art in general....is that enterprise that stops our minds from spinning. Because we're always all over the place. A good song, a good lyric is a movie: it will just focus and calm and confer significance on this completely bewildering reality that all of us live in.
song bottom-of-the-barrel trying
I always felt I was scraping the bottom of the barrel trying to get a song together.
song catholic mysterious
If I knew where the good songs came from, I’d go there more often. It’s a mysterious condition. It’s much like the life of a Catholic nun. You’re married to a mystery.
song eye government
I know that there is an eye that watches all of us. There is a judgment that weighs everything we do. And before this great force, which is greater than any government, I stand in awe and I kneel in respect. And it is to this great judgment that I dedicate this next song.
song writing hard-work
We're in a world where there's famine and hunger and people are dodging bullets and having their nails pulled out in dungeons so it's very hard for me to place any high value on the work that I do to write a song. Yeah, I work hard but compared to what?
song guy singing
When I'm singing a song, I picture somebody in particular. A lot of it is to a guy. Leighton Meester
song months messages
There's no huge, deep message in any of the songs. We recorded a few months of being human. Layne Staley
song careers perception
Our perception of songs that we've written... the meaning changes from day to day... to whatever stage we're at in our life and careers.
song thinking down-and
The songs are about things that we were thinking and we wrote 'em down, and when you listen to 'em, whatever you think it's about... THAT'S what it's about!
song people trying
Some people try and tell you what the songs are about and it bores me to death. Lars Ulrich
song america long
But there are certain very practical things American Negro writers can do. And must do. There's a song that says, "the time ain't long." That song is right. Something has got to change in America-and change soon. We must help that change to come. Langston Hughes
song pain laughter
Because my mouth Is wide with laughter And my throat Is deep with song, You do not think I suffer after I have held my pain So long? Because my mouth Is wide with laughter You do not hear My inner cry? Because my feet Are gay with dancing You do not know I die?