25 Kate Bush Quotes on Nature

Kate Bush quotes on nature

69. To be sung of a summer night on the water. Ooh, on the water. 'Ta, ta-ta! Hmm. Ta, ta-ta! In B, Fenby!'

128. It's in the trees! It's coming!

133. This cloud, this cloud - Says 'Noah, C'mon and build me an Ark.' And if you're coming, jump, 'Cause We're leaving with the Big Sky.

143. Ooh, their breath is warm And they smell like sleep, And they say they take me home. Like poppies heavy with seed They take me deeper and deeper.

157. I was there at the birth, Out of the cloudburst, The head of the tempest. Murderer! Murder of calm...

158. The light Begin to bleed, Begin to breathe, Begin to speak. D'you know what? I love you better now.

160. He said I was a flower of the mountain, yes, But now I've powers o'er a woman's body, yes. Stepping out of the page into the sensual world. Stepping out... To where the water and the earth caress And the down on a peach says mmh, Yes...

161. Do I look for those millionaires Like a Machiavellian girl would When I could wear the sunset?

175. See how the child reaches out instinctively To feel how fire will feel. See how the man reaches out instinctively For what he cannot have. The pull and the push of it all.

177. See how the flower leans instinctively Toward the light. See how the heart reaches out instinctively For no reason but to touch...

196. See those trees Bend in the wind I feel they've got a lot more sense than me You see I try to resist...

208. Here come the Hills of Time

246. There's a city, draped in net Fisherman net And in the half light, in the half light It looks like every tower Is covered in webs Moving and glistening and rocking It's babies in rhythm As the spider of time is climbing Over the ruins.

247. Put your hand over the side of the boat What do you feel?

249. Mummy... Daddy... The day is full of birds Sounds like they're saying words...

251. It's gonna be so good now It's gonna be so good Can you see the lark ascending?

254. So all the colours run See what they have become A wonderful sunset

255. Who knows who wrote that song of summer, That blackbirds sing at dusk, This is a song of colour, Where sands sing in crimson, red and rust, Then climb into bed and turn to dust.

259. Somewhere in between The waxing and the waning wave Somewhere in between What the song and the silence says Somewhere in between The ticking and the tocking clock Somewhere in a dream between Sleep and waking up Somewhere in between Breathing out and breathing in Like twilight is neither night nor morning

261. Could be in a dream Our clothes are on the beach These prints of our feet Lead right up to the sea No one, no one is here No one, no one is here We stand in the Atlantic We become panoramic...

262. The stars are caught in our hair The stars are on our fingers A veil of diamond dust Just reach up and touch it The sky's above our heads The sea's around our legs In milky, silky water We swim further and further...

266. Oh the dawn has come And the song must be sung And the flowers are melting. What kind of language is this?

268. All of the birds are laughing Come on let's all join in.

271. Passing through air. You mix the stars with your arms. Walking through there. The doom of eternity balms. Skies of grey are not today.

273. See how I fall like the snow, Come to cover the lovers, (But don't you wake them up) Come to sparkle the dark up, With just a touch of make up. Come to cover the muck up. Ooh with a little luck - December will be magic again.