"in 1969 i killed a man of mine, in a small montana town, i was hunted down by hounds..."

[yourbrainonska]

im so incrediably bored. i feel soo wierd, just very very mixed emotions. i dont even know whether to say im depressed or just really confused. dunno. it sounds really dumb but i think if i go out and have an awesome time or go get wasted and have fun i'll feel so much better, so deffff looking forward to saturday! bleh. need a good show. need philly. need christa-time. need boost. need cigarrettes. need liquor. need to talk to my boy and be w/ him..:(..no i want that more than anything!

although i dont see how you might connect this but this kinda explains my mood....kinda...nevermind.

In 1969
I killed a man of mine
In a small montana town
I was hunted down by hounds

Hear the night hawk call
his voice is dry and hollow
Hear the crowd cheer
They cheer me to the gallows

In 1985
I was doing time alive
I made a plan to escape
And live as the lady
Of the lake

Hear the crowd of ghosts
Their voices dry and hollow
Can't you hear their calls
They cheer me to the gallows

1995 was the year
I came up for trial
I listened to his song
And watched the sun
Make the shadows long

Hear the night hawk cry
His voice is dry and hollow
Hear the crowd call
They cheer me to the gallows

Hear the night hawk call
His voice is dry and hollow
Here the night hawk call
In a voice that's hollow