Jan 27, 2004 14:04
~The Real Folk Blues~
It's too late to cry I love you.
The wind still blowing, my heart still aching
One side of my eyes see tomorrow,
And the other one see yesterday
I hope I could sleep in the cradle of your love, again
Cry for me, somebody, with dry eyes
*The real folk blues
I just want to feel a real sorrow
It's not bad a life in the muddy river
If life is once
Hopeless hope, and the chance with traps
What is right, or wrong
It's like a both side of a coin
How long I must live till I release?
The real folk blues
I just want to feel a real pleasure
All that glitters is not gold
So now what? I thought Regents week for me was a time to enjoy life and have fun. Well i'm finding that it's not all it's cracked up to be. I'm stuck in a house while my dreams get buried with snow outside. All I have to look forward to now, is listening to the very music that has kept me alive for the past few years. Talked with Carly last night on the phone. (1st time in maybe a month or two) Don't know what i'll be up to this week, probably a lot of sitting around. I've been listening to a lot of jazz lately, calms me down I guess. Well that's about it for today...Guess i'll go entertain myself somehow, laterdays all...