Top 193 Quotes & Sayings by Dave Matthews - Page 3

Some might tell you there's no hope in hand Just because they feel hopeless But you don't have to be a thing like that You be a ship in a bottle set sail

A lot of the time, I write a lot of angry stuff, but then I don't want to be a finger-pointer - I'd rather be a cheerleader than a judge. I don't want to preach as if I'm in some position of righteousness, but I do want to speak my mind and scream at the clouds and shout out of the pit of hopelessness that I sometimes think the human race is in.

Digging a ditch where madness gives a bit Digging a ditch where silence lives Digging a ditch for when I'm old Digging this ditch my story's told Where all these troubles weigh down on me will rise ..... Where all these questions spinning round my head will die

Sitting still as stone watching - watching People walking by you wondering why No one ever stops to talk or thinks about it - if they ever did

If I go Before I'm old Oh, brother of mine Please don't forget me if I go Bartender, please Fill my glass for me With the wine you gave Jesus that set him free After three days in the ground.

I walk into this room All eyes on me now But I do not know the people inside Look straight through me these eyes Seeking more wisdom Than I have to give away

Look, Here are we, On this starry night staring into space, And I must say, I feel as small as dust, Lying down here...

You seek up an emotion and your cup is overflowing, you seek up an emotion sometimes your well is dry

I find a therapy in playing music, in many different ways. At this point, I'm incredibly grateful for the relationship that it's given me with the men that I play music with. It's a great journey, and I'm really grateful for that. And also, being able to scream at the top of my lungs in front of people is very therapeutic.

The brightest star on a cloudless night Some kind of miracle, almost empty sky... Just as the bite of the blade wakes the absent mind There's time to dream and there's time to open your eyes

A vote for change is a vote for a stronger, safer, healthier America. A vote for Bush is a vote for a divided, unstable, paranoid America. It is our duty to this beautiful land to let our voices be heard. That's the reason for the tour. That's why I'm doing it.

I am who I am who I am who am I Requesting some enlightenment Could I have been anyone other than me?

Everyday should be a good day to die

Why won't you run in the rain and play, let the tears splash all over you?

San Francisco has a flowers-in-your-hair kind of vibe, while Chicago's got this very funny, big-city/small-town coolness to it.

Life goes on, end of tunnel, TV set Spot in the middle Static fade, statistic bit And soon I fade away, fade away

Because life is short but sweet for certain We're climbing two by two To be sure these days continue These things we cannot change

I see you young and soft oh little baby Little feet, little hands, little baby One year of crying and the words creep up inside Creep into your mind So much to say

Probably most of the time I watch children's movies because my kids are on the bus, so it requires them.

Would you like to play With the thought of a friend In a distant passing stage While you lie around With your hands up and out So resigned you will fall down.

Take these chances Place them in a box until a quieter time Lights down, you up and die

Oh, man, oh how I wish I didn't smoke or drink to reason with my head.

I say my hell is the closet I'm stuck inside.

I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles I'm coming slow but speeding

Satellite in my eyes Like a diamond in the sky How I wonder Satellite strung from the moon And the world your balloon Peeping Tom for the mother station

So the story goes, so I'm told The people he knew were Less than golden hearted Gamblers and robbers Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers Like you and me

Is this not enough? This blessed sip of life Is it not enough? Staring down at the ground Then complain and pray for more from above Greedy little pig

People in every direction No words exchanged No time to exchange And all the little ants are marching Red and black antennas waving They all do it the same We all do it the same way

The moon is quite a show off given the chance. The stars make a sound when they shine so bright. Water so blue and so black.

What in the world would I sing for if I had it all?

For a moment this good time would never end You and me Just wasting time I was kissing you You were kissing me love From good day into a moonlight

She thinks, "Hey, How did I come to this? I dream myself a thousand times around the world, But I can't get out of this place"

Goodnight moon. Sweet dreams. Smile kindly upon this little blue gum ball of us while we sleep.

You know she's going to leave my broken heart behind her...

How we can stay faithful to the people that have supported us from the beginning is a thought in my mind. I always want to keep that part of it alive.

Nine planets round the sun, only one does the sun embrace. Upon this watered one, so much we take for granted; So let us sleep outside tonight, lay down in our mother's arms, for here we can rest safely ... One sweet world around a star is spinning One sweet world And in her breath I'm swimming, and here we will rest in peace.

Move into kiss those sweet sugar lips, baby looks just like love.

Yorke's lyrics make me want to give up. I could never in my wildest dreams find something as beautiful as they find for a single song - let alone album after album.

I guess, and it may be a flaw, that I think about rhythm more [than anything else]. I'm always wanting to find something unusual. I've started to try and write more traditionally, but for whatever reason, I tend toward trying to find something that sounds more like a pattern to me.

You seek up a big monster for him to fight your wars for you.

Keep it locked up inside Don't talk about it Talk about the weather Can't see the light

I'm not a real gadgety person. In fact, some people think that I'm kind of primitive.

I'm not a real gadgety person. But bottle opener is probably the gadget I can't live without. Actually, I can open a bottle of beer pretty easily without it, but wine is always too much of a pain in the (rear) to open that up. So a corkscrew is probably the gadget that I can't live without.

So I watched the Pink Panther last night, and so I'm trying desperately to be funny, and then it's just not working out so good... I wonder if maybe I could've been a comedian or something like that, or maybe I could've been a doctor, then I wouldn't have to make anyone laugh.

Funny the way it is, not right or wrong, somebody's heart is broken, and it becomes your favorite song.

She feels like kicking out all the windows And setting fire to this life She could change everything about her using colors bold and bright But all the colors mix together - to grey

Isn't it strange how we move out lives for another day? Like skipping a beat, what if a great wave should wash us all away?

First time I kissed you, I lost my legs.

I don't understand at best, I cannot speak for all the rest. But you may find a lifetime's passed you by. Every dog has its day, every day has its way Of being forgotten.

She runs up into the light surprised Her arms are opened Her mind's eye is Seeing things from a better side than most can dream

Leave the big door open, everyone'll come around.

When I step into the light My arms are open wide When I step into the light My eyes searching wildly

Everything good needs replacing

I think making things that aren't necessarily shiny, happy feelings, putting them in that environment is sometimes an easy way to deal with the ugliness. Like, I know that as a kid, that I found - I think I learned this a bit from my mother - that if I could be as warm around strangers, no matter how strange or what different environment I was in, that people tended to be warm back.

You and me have a better time than most can dream of, better than the best.

I don't want to die, obviously, but really, the wonder of life is amplified by the fact that it ends.

Out of the darkness comes light like a flash You think you can, you think you can Sometimes that is the problem Dream little darling dream

Six senses keeping Five around a sense of self

Lying under this spell you cast on me Each moment The more I love you.

If at all God's gaze falls upon us all it's with a mischievous grin, look at him.