"Day after day, alone on a hill, the man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still. But nobody wants to know him, they can see that he's just a fool. And he never gives an answer, but the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the eyes in his head see the world spinning round. Well on the way, his head in a cloud, the man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud. But nobody ever hears him, or the sound he appears to make. And he never seems to notice. But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the eyes in his head see the world spinning round."
John Lennon/Paul McCartney

"I wanna live, I wanna give. I've been a miner for a heart of gold. It's these expressions, that never give. Keeps me searching for a heart of gold, and I'm gettin' old. I've been to Hollywood, I've been to Redwood. I've crossed the ocean for a heart of gold. I've been in my mind, it's such a fine line, that keeps me searching for a heart of gold, and i'm gettin' old."
Neil Young

"Well I started out down a dirty road. Started out, all alone. And the sun went down, as I crossed the hill. And the town lit up, the world got still. I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings. Coming down is the hardest thing. Well the good ol' days, may not return. And the rocks might melt and the sea may burn. I'm learning to fly, but i ain't got wings. Coming down is the hardest thing. Well some say life will beat you down. Break your heart, steal your crown. So I've started out, for god knows where. I guess I'll know, when I get there. I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings. I'm learning to fly, around the clouds, but what goes up must come down."
Tom Petty

"I'm only five foot one. I got a pain in my neck. I'm looking up in the city. what the hell, what the heck. I stare at the concrete. The girders eye high. The steel's above me. There's love in my eyes. And I'm doing the things, a five foot one man can do. I'm only five foot one. I got a pain in my heart. All the night I'm working in the amusement park. With a bottle of aspirin, a sack full of jokes. I wish i could go home with all the big folks. And I wish life could be Swedish magazines, I wish life could be Swedish magazines, I wish life could be anything. I'm only five foot one, I'm only five foot one, I'm five foot one."
Iggy Pop

"Old friends, old friends, sat on their park bench like bookends. a newspaper blown through the grass, falls on the round toes, of the high shoes, of the old friends. Old friends, winter companions, the old men. Lost in their overcoats. Waiting for the sunset. The sounds of the city sifting through trees, settle like dust, on the shoulders, of the old friends. Can you imagine us years from today, sharing a park bench quietly? How terribly strange to be seventy. Memory brushes the same years. Silently sharing the same fear."
Simon and Garfunkel

"Some people seem so obsessed with the morning, get up early just to watch the sunrise. Some people like it more when there's fire in the sky, worship the sun when it's high. Some people go for those sultry evenings, sipping cocktails in the blue, red, and gray. But I like every minute of the day. I like every second. So long as you are on my mind. Every moment has it's special charm. It's alright when you're around rain or shine. I know a crowd who only lives after midnight. Their faces always seem so pale. And then there's friends of mine who must have sunlight. They say a suntan never fails. I know a man who works the night shift, he's lucky to get a job and some pay. And I like every minute of the day. I dig every second. I can laugh in the snow and rain. I get a buzz from being cold and wet. The pleasure seems to balance out the pain. And so you see that I'm completely crazy. I even shun the south of France. The people on my hill they say I'm lazy. But when they sleep I sing and dance. Some people have to have the sultry evenings. Sipping cocktails in the blue, red, and gray. But I like every minute of the day. I like every minute of the day."
The Who

"Bows and flows of angel hair. And ice cream castles in the air. And feather canyons everywhere. I've looked at clouds that way. But now they only block the sun. They rain and snow on everyone. So many things I would have done. But clouds got in my way. I've looked at clouds from both sides now. From up and down, and still somehow, It's clouds illusions I recall. I really don't know clouds at all. Moons and Junes and ferris wheels. The dizzy dancing way you feel, when every fairy tale comes real. I've looked at love that way. But now it's just another show. You leave em laughin' when you go. And if you care don't let them know. Don't give yourself away. I've looked at love from both sides now. From win and lose and still somehow. It's love's illusions I recall. I really don't know love at all. Tears and fears, and feeling proud. To say 'I love you" right out loud. Dreams and schemes and circus crowds. I've looked at life that way. But now old friends are acting strange. They shake their heads, they say I've changed. But something's lost but something's gained In living every day. I've looked at life from both sides now. From give and take and still somehow. It's life's illusions I recall. I really don't know life at all."
Judy Collins

"He deals the cards as a meditation. And those he plays never suspect. He doesn't play for the money he wins. He doesn't play for respect. He deals the cards to find the answer. The sacred geometry of chance. The hidden law of a probable outcome. The numbers lead a dance. I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier. I know that the clubs are weapons of war. I know that diamonds mean money for his art. But that's not the shape of my heart. He may play the jack of diamonds. He may lay the queen of spades. He may conceal a king in his hand. While the memory of it fades. I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier. I know that the clubs are weapons of war. I know that diamonds mean money for his art. But that's not the shape of my heart. And if I told you that I loved you. You'd maybe think there's something wrong. I'm not a man of too many faces. The mask I wear is one. Those who speak know nothing. And find out to their cost. Like those who curse their luck in too many places. And those who fear are lost. I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier. i know that the clubs are weapons of war. I know that diamonds mean money for his art. But that's not the shape of my heart. That's not the shape of my heart. That's not the shape, shape of my heart."
Sting

"Every year is the same, and I feel it again. I'm a loser-no chance to win. Leaves start falling. Comedown is calling. Loneliness starts sinking in. But I'm one, I am one. And I can see that this is me. And I will be, you'll all see. I'm the one. Where do you get those blue blue jeans? Faded, patched secret so tight. Where do you get, that walk oh-so lean. Your shoes and shirt all just right. But I'm one. I am one. And I can see that this is me. and I will be, you'll all see I'm the one. I got a gibson without a case. But I can't get that even tanned look on my face. Ill fitting clothes. And I blend in the crowd. Fingers so clumsy. Voice to loud. But I'm one. I am one. And I can see that this is me. And I will be, you'll all see I'm the one. I am the one. I am the one."
The Who

"I look at you all. See the love there that's sleeping. While my guitar gently weeps. I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping. Still my guitar gently weeps. I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love. I don't know how someone controlled you. They bought and sold you. I look at the world and I notice it's turning. While my guitar gently weeps. With every mistake we must surely be learning. Still my guitar gently weeps. I don't know how you were diverted. You were perverted too. I don't know how you were inverted. No one alerted you. I look at you all. See the love there that's sleeping. While my guitar gently weeps. I look at you all. Still my guitar gently weeps."
George Harrison