PILLOW OF YOUR BONES
The embers of the saint inside you
Are growing as I'm bathing in your glow
I'm swallowing the poison of your flower
And hanging on the rising of my low
Colorful and falling from your mouth
Like a painted fever in recoil, like a lie without the pain
On a pillow of your bones, I will lay across the stones
Of your shore until the tide comes crawling back
Throw the pillow on the fire, make my bed under the eye
Of your moon until the tide comes crawling back
A waning hand on silver granite ways
Will mend my broken limbs and bend my haze
I'm sleeping in the silence of your voice
I'm cradling the peril of my only choice
Colorful and falling from your mouth
Like a painted fever in recoil, like a lie without the pain
On a pillow of your bones I will lay across the stone
Of your shore until the tide comes crawling back
Throw my pillow on the fire, make my bed under the eye
Of your moon until the tide comes crawling back
Even though the truth can burn inside or fall behind
I will wander through your open mind and you will find
no lie can hide
Until the tide comes crawling
Chris Cornell
Euphoria Morning
You all know about the Darwin Awards -- It's an annual honor given to the person who did the gene pool the biggest service by killing themselves in the most extraordinarily stupid way. Last year's winner was the fellow who was killed by a Coke machine which toppled over on top of him while he was attempting to tip a free soda out of it.
Unknown
I'm sure I didn't have an understanding of it after I wrote it. I was just sucked in by the music and I was painting a picture with the lyrics. There was no real idea to get across.
Chris Cornell on Black Hole Sun
RIP June 1996
I've always thought that the most extraordinary special effect you could do is to buy a child at the moment of its birth, sit it on a little chair and say, "You'll have three score years and ten," and take a photograph every minute. "And we'll watch you and photograph you for ten years after you die, then we'll run the film." Wouldn't that be extraordinary? We'd watch this thing get bigger and bigger, and flower to become extraordinary and beautiful, then watch it crumble, decay, and rot.
Clive Barker
POVERTY: Having too much month left at the end of the money.
Graffiti
I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it.
Graffiti
"We are the people our parents warned us about."
Graffiti
I don't think about what the media thinks about me too much. It doesn't have anything to do with me.
Chris Cornell
Superuninterview, 1994
When your cat has fallen asleep on your lap and looks utterly content and adorable, you will suddenly have to go to the bathroom.
Rule of Feline Frustration
How long a minute is depends on which side of the bathroom door you're on.
Unknown
Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
Unknown
Here lies an atheist, all dressed up and nowhere to go.
Epitath
The story of life is quicker than the blink of an eye
The story of love is hello and goodbye
Until we meet again
Jimi Hendrix last words in a poem found next to him on his deathbed
Remember youth as you pass by,
As you was once, so once was I,
As I am now, you soon will be,
Prepare to die and follow me
Epitaph on a warlock grave
Time is an abyss. Profound as a thousand nights... Centuries come and go... To be unable to grow old is terrible.
Death is not the worst... There are things more horrible than death. Can you imagine... Enduring centuries...experiencing each day with the same futile things.
Nosferatu (Hertzhog)
Life is a random lottery of meaningless tragedies and a series of near escapes.
So, I sit here and I smoke my camel straits.
Ethan Hawke from Reality Bites
"This job would be great if it weren't for the fucking customers."
Clerks
The human eye can distinguish 15 or 16 shades of gray. A computer image processor can distinguish 256 shades of gray, which is impressive. More impressive, however, is the human heart, mind, and soul, which can distinguish an infinite amount of emotional, psychological, and moral shadings, from the blackest of black to the whitest of white. I've never seen either end of the spectrum, but I've seen a lot in between.
The General's Daughter
Fate is just what you call it when you don't know the name of the person screwing you over.
Malcolm in the Middle
When the people we love are stolen from us the thing we have to remember is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn. People die, but true love is forever.
The Crow
We all go a little mad sometimes.
Anthony Perkins, Psycho
