| Opening Lines | Song |
|---|
| An ill wind comes arising across the cities of the plain... | |
| If we burn our wings flying too close to the sun... | |
| Hold your fire- keep it burning bright... | |
| Why try? I know why. This feeling inside me says it's time I was gone | |
| A boy alone, so far from home. Endless rooftops from my window. | |
| Like a million little doorways... all the choices we made... | |
| To live between a rock and a hard place... in between time... | |
| Know your place in life is where you want to be... | |
| And the meek shall inherit the earth... | |
| There's no bread, let them eat cake. | |
| The night is black, without a moon. The air is thick and still. | |
| Waiting for the winds of change to sweep the clouds away | |
| I said I played this song so many times before... | |
| When our weary world was young, the struggle of the ancients first began | |
| If we are so much the same, like I always hear why such different fortunes and fates? | |
| Living on a lighted stage approaches the unreal... | |
| Where would you rather be? Anywhere but here... | |
| When the ebbing tide retreats along the rocky shoreline... | |
VH1's 100 Songs ('90s) 
Finish the Lyric 
Figure Out the Disney Lyrics II
