Favourite lyrics to a song?

I couldn't possibly pick an all time favourite, but here's some that spring to mind.

"Why did God make me feel there is more to be answered? Maybe God cannot remedy our souls if he tried?" - Kamelot, "Farewell"

"No one surveys the whole. Focus on things so small. But, life's objective is to make it meaningful." - Epica, "Sensorium"

"Horrifying fecal demons/ Rising up out of the caverns below/ Dark robotic astral zombies/ Eating the peasants who live in Glasgow." - Gloryhammer, "The Siege of Dunkeld" (from Glasgow, I laugh every time)

"I've got this madman in my mind, this prolific designer. And he's working overtime, and he gets all wired up." - Poets of the Fall, "Drama for Life"

"'No reason to get excited.' the thief he kindly spoke, 'There are many here among us, who think that life is but a joke." - Jimi Hendrix, "All Along the Watchtower".

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  • I also love the song Suzanne by Leonard Cohen, I like the way there is no obvious rhyme at the end of each sentence like rhyming cat with mat lol,  he is rhyming the syllables instead 

    Now Suzanne takes your hand And she leads you to the river
    She is wearing rags and feathers From Salvation Army counters
    And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbor
    And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers
    There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning
    They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever
    While Suzanne holds the mirror

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  • I also love the song Suzanne by Leonard Cohen, I like the way there is no obvious rhyme at the end of each sentence like rhyming cat with mat lol,  he is rhyming the syllables instead 

    Now Suzanne takes your hand And she leads you to the river
    She is wearing rags and feathers From Salvation Army counters
    And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbor
    And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers
    There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning
    They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever
    While Suzanne holds the mirror

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