Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me

"I'd stay if I ever could...
And pick up your pieces babe...
Cause there's never a perfect day."

"She's the kind of girl you want so much it makes you sorry,
Still you don't regret a single day"

"we built this city on rock and roll" -Jefferson Starship

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep
This air is blessed, you share with me
This night is wild, so calm and dull
These hearts they race from self control
Your legs are smooth as they graze mine
We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy?
My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury
Or wear as jewelery, whichever you prefer

The words are hushed let's not get busted
Just lay entwined here, undiscovered
Safe in here from all the stupid questions
"Hey did you get some?" . . . Man, that is so dumb
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear
So we can get some

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy?
My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury
Or wear as jewelery, whichever you prefer

Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember
Always remember the sound of the stereo
The dim of the soft lights,
The scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
And this walk that we shared together
The streets were wet and the gate was locked
So I jumped it, and let you in
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you kissed me like you meant it
And I knew that you meant it
That you meant it, that you meant it
I knew that you meant it, that you meant it

Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down.

good choice...!

"Do you really ****ing think
that it's a choice, a way of life
played by discrimination?
you're narrow-minded, quick to judge
with bible belt tunnel vision"

Is this my fate? He asked them By Story of the year

"Soft silly music is meaningful magical,
The movements were beautiful, all in your ovaries.
All of them milking with green fleshy flowers,
While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines.
Smelling of semen all under the garden
Was all you were needing when you still believed in me"

Oh Comely by Neutral Milk Hotel

"Your lips on my own when they printed "farewell" / Had never been soiled by the beverage of hell / But they come to me now with the bacchanal sign / But the lips that taste liquor, they taste so divine"

Skyclad - Which Is Why