How do you feel today?
 

This is the music that is currently you. It's the "Songs" thread, but I don't feel like looking for it.

This song was originally done by Pete Townsend....The W.H.O....you know HAIR and Jesus Christ Superstar...and that sorta thing.

Behind Blue Eyes....

No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it’s like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free

No one knows what it’s like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

My other song is a Bob Dylan song: A Hard Rains A-Gonna Fall

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways,
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony,
I met a white man who walked a black dog,
I met a young woman whose body was burning,
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I met one man who was wounded in love,
I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest,
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden,
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,
Where black is the color, where none is the number,
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it,
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Hmm....I just feel pregnant :)....I don't think there's a song about that...



I hope that you're doing well, Heather...*muah*


I gotta go make dinner now...Catch ya later

Speaking of "HAIR"....Barry Cowsill is still missing in New Orleans.....hasn't been heard from since Katrina.
http://image.com.com/mp3/images/cove...83594ubbno.jpg

I felt pretty bad untill i read the "Jon Benet Ramsey " thread.

Now i feel REALLY bad and disgusted..... Thanks alot Rayne..:mad:

I'm very, very, very tired. Working two jobs is starting to catch up with me.

I feel terrible. Being strung along and then rejected sucks.

/emo mode

I'm sorry, Sweetie......But, I DO try to avoid posting stories that involve small children in the 'True Crimes' Forum...Fetuses and Teenagers, however, are fair game:p

I'm going to England in March so I'm working to get money toward that. Plus, I'm still paying on Taylor's vet bill.

Well......i see there is NO love for the Cowsills.
Just remember people...if it wasn't for the Cowsills...there would be NO Partridge Family...and if it wasn't for the Partridge Family there wouldn't be NO METAL....i'm not sure the connection on that one...but its true.

And to stay on topic [ far be it for me to stray off topic ] I feel fine....and here is a song from the aformentioned Partridge Family.

I'm sleeping and right in the middle of a good dream
Like all at once I wake up from something that keeps knocking at my brain
Before I go insane I hold my pillow to my head
And spring up in my bed screaming out the words I dread
I think I love you (I think I love you)

This morning I woke up with this feeling
I didn't know how to deal with
And so I just decided to myself I'd hide it to myself
And never talk about it and didn't I go and shout it
When you walked into the room
I think I love you (I think I love you)

Chorus:
I think I love you so what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of
A love there is no cure for
I think I love you...isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say that I never felt this way

Canada, eh? Are you going to see urgeok?