My heart is a flower, budding, blooming, dripping dew, dropping petals all over the place, making a big hopeless mess, stinking things up, waiting for someone to come flying over and suck the pollen out of me. Suck me dry. 'Til I wilt. 'Til I am nothing. 'Til next spring.
For he owre englishe gilte with his sawes, Rude and boistous firste be olde dawes, That was ful fer from al perfeccioun And but of litel reputacioun Til that he cam, and thorugh his poetrie, Gan oure tonge firste to magnifie And adourne it with his eloquence: To whom honour, laude and reuerence.john lydgate
It ain't over 'til it's over.
I'm going to have cute boobs 'til I'm 90, so there's that. I'll have the best boobs in the nursing home. I'll be the envy of all the ladies around the bridge table.
Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fightyou got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylightbruce cockburn
Ole Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise,If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eyes.We held our fire 'til we seed their faces well,Then we opened up our squirrel guns an' really gave 'em ...well! Yeah, they ran through the briars an' they ran through the bramblesAn' they ran through the bushes where the rabbits couldn't go.They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'emDown the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.jimmy driftwood
And someone will head south 'til this whole thing cools off.tom waits
But see how oft ambition's aims are cross'd, and chiefs contend 'til all the prize is lost!Alexander Pope
The trouble in modern democracy is that men do not approach to leadership 'til they have lost the desire to lead anyone.
I'm back at my cliff still throwing things off I listen to the sounds they make on their way down I follow with my eyes 'til they crash imagine what my body would sound like slamming against those rocks and when it lands will my eyes be closed or open?björk guðmundsdóttir
Call no day happy 'til it is done; call no man happy til he is dead.aleksandr solzhenitsyn
I grew up in the 30s with an unemployed father. He didn't riot; he got on his bike and looked for work and he kept looking 'til he found it.norman tebbit
Heathcliff, can you see the Crag over there where our castle is? I'll wait for you 'til you come.
So longe mote ye lyve, and alle proude, Til crowes feet be growen under youre y'.Geoffrey Chaucer
Til that the brighte sonne loste his hewe; For th'orisonte hath reft the sonne his lyght; This is as muche to seye as it was nyght!Geoffrey Chaucer
While I'm working 'til I'm on top of it. Never take a second and stop and sit and just watch a bit.G-Eazy
How at heaven's gates she claps her wings,The morne not waking til she sings.john lyly
Of all the young singer-songwriters out there, I think Todd Snider is the best.. by that I mean he has found a way to take his feelings and observations and turn them into songs that can get an audience...he won't quit til he gets the audience and he always gets the audience.todd snider
The struggle must continue til the misguided creatures there shall have their eyes bathed in enough blood to cause their vision to be cleared, and to understand that not only is resistance useless, but that those whom they are now holding as enemies have no purpose toward them except to consecrate them to liberty and to open to them a way to happiness.
I never knew the charm of spring Never met it face to face I never knew my heart could sing Never missed a warm embrace 'til April in Paris. Whom can I run to What have you done to My heart...yip harburg
So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast And in the blessed name of Elvis well I just let it blast 'til my TV lay in pieces there at my feet And they busted me for disturbin' the almighty peace. Judge said "What you got in your defense son?" "Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on" I can see by your eyes friend you're just about gone Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on.Bruce Springsteen
Then I cast loose my buff coat, each halter let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise bad or good, 'til at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood.Robert Browning