{"id":2790,"date":"2011-06-09T10:01:57","date_gmt":"2011-06-09T18:01:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jenniepalluzzi.com\/blog\/?p=2790"},"modified":"2011-06-09T10:01:57","modified_gmt":"2011-06-09T18:01:57","slug":"quarter-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jenniepalluzzi.com\/blog\/quarter-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Quarter-life."},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left;\">For my quarter-life, I give you 25 of my all-time favorite lyrics. They are my favorite because they&#8217;re sweet, insightful, hilarious, or eerily true.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[one]<br \/>\n<\/strong>Your best friend <strong>always stickin\u2019 up for you<\/strong>, even when I know you\u2019re wrong.<br \/>\n<em>(Drops of Jupiter, Train)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[two]<\/strong><br \/>\nBut someday we&#8217;ll all be old<br \/>\nAnd I&#8217;ll be so <strong>damn beautiful<br \/>\n<\/strong><em>(Paper Bag, Anna Nalick)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[three]<\/strong><br \/>\nWell I hate to be a bother,<br \/>\n<strong>But it&#8217;s you and there&#8217;s no other, I do believe<\/strong><br \/>\nYou can call me naive but&#8230;<br \/>\n<em>(Carbon Leaf, Life Less Ordinary)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[four]<\/strong><br \/>\nShe love to keep you in suspense, but you know <strong>she just wants to dance<br \/>\n<\/strong>Give a little heart and soul<br \/>\nLet her body lose control<br \/>\n<strong>Give a little oh oh ooh<br \/>\n<\/strong><em>(Give a Little, Hanson)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><\/em><strong>[five]<br \/>\n<\/strong>I remember the stupid things, <strong>the mood rings, the bracelets and the beads<br \/>\n<\/strong>Nickels and dimes, yours and mine, did you cash in all your dreams<br \/>\nYou don&#8217;t dream for me, no (goodbye, goodbye) you don&#8217;t dream for me, no<br \/>\nBut I still feel you pulse like sonar from the days in the waves<br \/>\nThat girl is like a sunburn<br \/>\nI would like to say<br \/>\nThe girl is like a sunburn<br \/>\n<strong>I would like to say<br \/>\n<\/strong><strong>She&#8217;s like a sunburn<br \/>\n<\/strong>She&#8217;s like a sunburn<br \/>\n<em>(Never Let You Go, Third Eye Blind)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[six]<br \/>\n<\/strong><strong>It&#8217;s a sad, sad story<\/strong> when a mother will teach her<br \/>\nDaughter <strong>that she ought to hate a perfect stranger<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(Not Ready to Make Nice, Dixie Chicks)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[seven]<br \/>\n<\/strong>I believe in the sand beneath my toes<br \/>\nThe beach gives a feeling<br \/>\nAn earthy feeling<br \/>\nI believe in the faith that grows<br \/>\n<strong>And the four right chords can make me cry<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>When I&#8217;m with you I feel like I could die<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(Semi-charmed Life, Third Eye Blind)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[eight]<\/strong><br \/>\nI would dig a hole all the way to China<br \/>\nunless of course I was there<br \/>\nand I&#8217;d dig my way home.<br \/>\n<strong>If by digging I could steal<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>The wind from the sails of the greedy men who ruled the world.<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(Dreamgirl, Dave Matthews Band)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[nine]<br \/>\n<\/strong>Feeling alive all over again,<br \/>\nAs deep as the sky, under my skin<br \/>\n<strong>Like being in love, she says<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>For the first time<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(First Time, Lifehouse)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[ten]<\/strong><br \/>\nLeave a hush fall on the movie crowd<br \/>\n<strong>Boy turns to girl and says I love you so (well, you know)<\/strong><br \/>\nWhat I hear in here is violins<br \/>\nStrike up the music, lay on the music<br \/>\nLet the music be there too<br \/>\n<em>(Music, James Taylor)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[eleven]<br \/>\n<\/strong>I took ya drivin&#8217; down to Big Sur, down the coast of California<br \/>\nYou had your head out of the window<br \/>\n<strong>and you stared out at the ocean<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>You never heard<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>the albums Graceland or Blue<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>I play them both for you<\/strong><br \/>\nThe songs of my youth<br \/>\nAnd make you cry love, cry out loving<br \/>\nDance drunken to your heart&#8217;s beat<br \/>\nAnd kiss ya in the moonlight in the middle of the street<br \/>\n<strong>I know that we&#8217;ve both been here before<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>In another lifetime maybe more<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(Make You fall In Love With Me, Brett Dennen)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[twelve]<br \/>\n<\/strong><strong>What you doing for the rest of your life?<\/strong><br \/>\nCause you don&#8217;t want don&#8217;t wanna go<br \/>\n<strong>Singing hey mama don&#8217;t want no drama<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Just a kiss before I leave<\/strong><br \/>\nHey lady don&#8217;t say maybe<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re the one that I can believe<br \/>\n<em>(Hey Mama, Mat Kearney)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[thirteen]<br \/>\n<\/strong>We were ring-around-the-rosy children<br \/>\nThey were circles around the sun<br \/>\nNever give up, never slow down<br \/>\n<strong>Never grow old, never ever die young<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(Never Die Young, James Taylor)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[fourteen]<br \/>\n<\/strong>You always tell me that is impossible<br \/>\nTo be respected and be a girl<br \/>\nWhy&#8217;s it gotta be so complicated?<br \/>\nWhy you gotta tell me if I&#8217;m hated?<br \/>\n<strong>So please be careful with me, I&#8217;m sensitive<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>And I&#8217;d like to stay that way.<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(I&#8217;m Sensitive, Jewel)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[fifteen]<br \/>\n<\/strong>Take your life<br \/>\nPlot it out in black and white<br \/>\nWell I never lived the dreams of the prom kings<br \/>\nAnd the drama queens<br \/>\n<strong>I&#8217;d like to think the best of me<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Is still hiding<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Up my sleeve<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(No Such Thing, John Mayer)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[sixteen]<br \/>\n<\/strong>She said she didn&#8217;t believe<br \/>\nIt could happen to me<br \/>\n<strong>I guess we&#8217;re all one phone call from our knees<\/strong><br \/>\nWe&#8217;re gonna get there soon<br \/>\n(Closer to Love, Mat Kearney)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[seventeen]<br \/>\n<\/strong>&#8217;cause every bit of land is a holy land<br \/>\n<strong>and every drop of water is a holy water<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>and every single child is a son or a daughter<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>of the one earth mama and the one earth papa<\/strong>, so<br \/>\ndon\u2019t tell a man that he can\u2019t come here &#8217;cause he got brown eyes and a wavy kind of hair,<br \/>\nAnd don\u2019t tell a woman that she can\u2019t go there<br \/>\nbecause she prays a little different to a God up there<br \/>\n<em>(Hello Bonjour, Michael Franti &amp; Spearhead)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[eighteen]<\/strong><br \/>\nIt happened fast in a flash just this evening<br \/>\nI hit the gas, horn blast, brakes screaming<br \/>\nCar crash, broken glass, broke my dreaming<br \/>\nI hit the dash so fast my ears are ringing<br \/>\nMy sister&#8217;s on the right side just slightly leaning<br \/>\nI grabbed her hand hard until she started breathing<br \/>\nMy brothers in the back jaw cracked from the beating<br \/>\nThe breath in my chest has slipped and I&#8217;m sinking<br \/>\n<strong>Blinking through diamond spider webs of cracked glass<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>I&#8217;m trying to remember all the words you said in the past<\/strong><br \/>\nThrough the ash, siren screams and red beams<br \/>\nI hear you sing softly to me<br \/>\n(Renaissance, Mat Kearney)<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[nineteen]<br \/>\n<\/strong>Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood.<br \/>\nMiss &#8216;No way, it&#8217;s all good&#8217;, it didn&#8217;t slow me down.<br \/>\nMistaken, always second guessing, underestimated.<br \/>\nLook, I&#8217;m still around.<br \/>\n<strong>Pretty, pretty please, don&#8217;t you ever, ever feel<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Like you&#8217;re less than f*****&#8217; perfect.<\/strong><br \/>\nPretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you&#8217;re nothing,<br \/>\n<strong>You&#8217;re f*****&#8217; perfect to me <\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(F****** Perfect, Pink)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[twenty]<br \/>\n<\/strong>You\u2019ve got opinions, man<br \/>\nWe\u2019re all entitled to \u2018em, but I never asked<br \/>\nSo let me thank you for your time, and try not to waste anymore of mine<br \/>\nAnd get out of here fast<br \/>\n<strong>I hate to break it to you babe, but I\u2019m not drowning<br \/>\n<\/strong><strong>There\u2019s no one here to save<br \/>\n<\/strong><em>(King of Anything, Sara Bareilles)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[twenty one]<br \/>\n<\/strong>I&#8217;ll be like your medicine, you&#8217;ll take every dose of me<br \/>\n<strong>It&#8217;s going down on aisle 3. I&#8217;ll bag you like some groceries<\/strong><br \/>\nAnd every time you think about it you gon&#8217; want some more of me<br \/>\n<em>(Love in this Club, Usher (feat. Young Jeezy))<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[twenty two]<br \/>\n<\/strong>So your standing on a ledge,<br \/>\nIt looks like you might fall.<br \/>\nSo far down,<br \/>\nOr maybe you were thinking about jumping.<br \/>\nNow you could have it all,<br \/>\nIf you learned a little patience<br \/>\nFor though I cannot fly,<br \/>\nI&#8217;m not content to crawl<br \/>\n<strong>So give me a little credit,<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>Have in me a little faith<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>I want to be with you forever,<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>But tomorrow&#8217;s not too late<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(I Am, Nine Days)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[twenty three]<br \/>\n<\/strong>You don&#8217;t have to believe me<br \/>\nand i continue on<br \/>\nyou&#8217;ve still got the potential<br \/>\nthat you&#8217;ve had all along<br \/>\n<strong>you don&#8217;t have to believe me when<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>you&#8217;re shaking what you got<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>but you sure better believe me when<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>i tell you your mind&#8217;s what&#8217;s hot.<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(You Don\u2019t Have to Believe Me, Eric Hutchinson)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[twenty four]<br \/>\n<\/strong>Closer than this life<br \/>\nCloser finally<br \/>\nLiving for the only thing<br \/>\nYou ever made complete<br \/>\n<strong>Oh, for the one thing<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>That you both did perfectly<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(Closer, Better Than Ezra)<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>[twenty five]<br \/>\n<\/strong>I welcome the sun,<br \/>\nthe clouds and rain,<br \/>\nthe wind that sweeps the sky clean<br \/>\nand lets the sun shine again.<br \/>\n<strong>this is the most magnificent life has ever been.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>here is heaven and earth<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>and the brilliant sky in between.<\/strong><br \/>\n<em>(Blessed, Brett Dennen)<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For my quarter-life, I give you 25 of my all-time favorite lyrics. They are my favorite because they&#8217;re sweet, insightful, hilarious, or eerily true. [one] Your best friend always stickin\u2019 up for you, even when I know you\u2019re wrong. 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