Carolina QuotesRyan Adams
North Carolina · born or raisedBorn 1974
American musician (born 1974)
- Born in Jacksonville
- Studied at Jacksonville High School
singer, singer-songwriter, guitarist, musician, songwriter, rock musician
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I was doing soundcheck, and Rancid was playing over there. That's some good shit. Actually, it wasn't Rancid, it was the opening band, the Distillers. I was like, screaming and shit. Running around. I had no one to slam dance with. I was very lonesome. It was very singer-songwriter.
If I had a reed made of lightning I could blow the sax all night... I don't know where one would acquire a reed made of lightning but I would imagine that Bill Clinton has one.
When you get the time Sit down and write me a letter When you're feeling better Drop me a lineI wanna know how it all works out I had a feeling we were fading out I didn't know that people faded out That people faded out so fast I wanna show you all the things I got inside But you know those parts of me died Just like us they faded out They faded out so fast When there was love enough left to fix it But there it is
It's not very fashionable nowadays to have a philosophy that demands a lot of life. I tend to be drawn to people who are emotional - now they'd be called 'crazy'. Pollock, Jasper Johns, Toulouse-Lautrec. People said, 'They're off their nut!' Was Faulkner off his nut because he stayed in his house for eight months at a time writing books, and then you'd find him drunk up in a tree, making out with some old black woman? I think that's fuckin' great!
I want to make sure I'm with a girl that's a good kisser, and that when I wake up, I have coffee and a cigarette. That's all I really want out of life. That, and world domination.
I've got maybe five or ten jean jackets with jeans. I can pack three to four pairs of denim jeans, five T-shirts, ten Western-style shirts, and two ties and just buy socks when I get there. That, a Walkman, two books, and some records, and I'm out the door for a year. Not a problem. Doesn't freak me out at all. Usually, if you're thinking about your clothes too much, you're probably not high enough.
My lifestyle changed when this wonderful person came into my life. I couldn't sleep for years. All of a sudden, I don't know why or how, but I slept.
I'm sort of planting Post-It notes all over my psyche. Do not skateboard wasted. Do not buy $10,000 rugs. Be careful what you say to journalists. You don't have to stay up until 7 A.M. - tomorrow is a new day.
And I'm tired of living here in this hotel, Snow and the rain falling through the sheets. In fact, I'm tired of 23rd Street. Strung out like some Christmas lights Out there in the Chelsea night.
What happens is, people get a little taste of fame, and they get used to having things go that way, and the ego really kicks in. They'll do whatever it takes to stay there. They get addicted, and they make decisions that don't have anything to do with music. You get big like that, and people will maybe come and see you once. It never lasts. It's not real. I'll tell you this - it's fucking real behind a guitar.
I should've died a hundred thousand times, Teetering stoned off the side of a building. Nobody loved me and nobody even tried You can't hang on to something that won't stop moving. Singing and dancing to them nighttime songs.
She's got the brown eyes, yeah, and they're pretty as hell, And they'll burn through your shirt if you're holding her still. She's got a lighter, and a lit cigarette, And if you're making her smile, that's just as high as you can get.
Real. Real like a plastic bouquet That thrives on the smoke from an old fireplace And dies every night with her face on the news. Nobody cries, they just smoke and stare and their shoes. The only difference is, The only difference is, Nobody can cry - It's hard to do For most folks, without a reason why.
There's something in the way she eases my mind And lays me across the bed till I close my eyes. Stirs me in the morning till I can't ever be satisfied. I leave Carolina every night in my dreams, Like the girls that try to love me that I only leave. Rock me like a baby doll and hold me to your chest, But I'm always moving too fast.
As a man I ain’t never been much for sunny days. I’m as calm as a fruit stand in New York and maybe as strange. But when the color goes out of my eyes, it’s usually the change. But damn, Sam, I love a woman that rains.
I would've held your mother's hand on the day you was born. She runs through my veins like a long black river and rattles my cage like a thunderstorm.
See her smiling at him? That used to be me, and I could find her in a thunderstorm just by the way that the rain would fall.
Just a nobody girl With a radar to the scene. When the emptiness finds you You find all the numbers you need. You say you follow your heart Well, honey, you're just being lost. You could you follow your gut But how much would it cost?
They carved your name into a stone and then they put it in the ground. I run my fingers through the grooves when no one's around, Drink till I'm sick and I talk to myself in the dog days of the summer. Then I feel you coming but I don't know how...
One night at the diner over eggs, Over easy she showed me the length of her legs, But that gold plated cross on her neck, it was real And you don't get that kind of money from pushing a meal.
I feel just like a map Without a single place to go of interest And I'm further north than south If I could shut my mouth She'd probably like this.
These things inside me, they repeat like broken records Spinning pretty things behind my eyes And when I can't look at you I can paint your picture perfectly in my mind And when I get old I'm gonna miss you all the time.
All the sweetest winds they blow across the south
While the things I do kill me, they just tell me to relax
Words may move but they’re never moving fast enough
Bring you down, can't bring you down Bring you down, can't hear the sound Run through the river and head to town Pretty little moon with it's head hung down Chin up. Cheer up.
Do you remember stormy winter? Well button up your coat, one's comin' soon
Well we can't be strong
You didn't see us, nothing can free us
If I could tell you something, I would tell you it all
Well, everybody wants to go forever
Dancin' where the stars go blue
The night plays games
Well, the night makes moves
The night destroys the sun
Sleep now and your angels will come, dear
Forever only takes its toll on some
So close your eyes
And I do this all in time to the music
Note to self: don't change for anyone
So, I am in the twilight of my youth
Walking through a star field covered in lights
Let's take a ride to the easy plateau
Bad nights lead to better days
The mirrors in the room go black and blue
Daylight comes and exposes
And the pain in the morning comes as easy as it goes
All the cars are lined up on a Saturday night
Oh, my God, I miss those things
Lord take me home
Trying to find a peaceful song
Can I still smoke my cigarettes and have my coffee
Hope this place don't never change
Put your troubles behind you and go on to bed
I quit drinking every night, at 1:30 A.M.
It’s like—I don’t know, sometimes it’s like chasing a pretty girl on the beach. And things I never thought I could do…I can do.
"Most of my songs are about ladies. This one's about ladies metaphorically. There are some of my songs that are about the power of lightning.