I posted the Lyrics to "The News Tonight" by Jack Johnson a couple weeks ago.

That song makes even more sense after reading this article tonight:

http://www.nydailynews.com//front/story/310320p-265498c.html

http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=toto247

I made a wallpaper to go with a theme I'm working on.

It has some lyrics frorm Say Anything Yellow Cat (Slash) Red Cat.

Here it is:
http://www.silenceisdefeat.org/~fayt/images/ycwp.jpg

Too many people died on the news tonight
But not so many cried at the terrible sight
Well mama said
It's just make believe
You can't believe everything you see
So baby close your eyes to the lullabies
On the news tonight

Who's the one to decide that it would be alright
To put the music behind the news tonight
Well mama said
You can't believe everything you hear
The diagetic world is so unclear
So baby close your ears
On the news tonight

We used to read a fairytale to our children
Send them off to dream with a conversation
But now we just switch on the television
How are they gonna love with no imagination?
Send them off to dream with too much information
Gonna learn to love with no imagination

Mmm
Why don't the newscasters cry when they read about people who die?
At least they could be decent enough to put just a tear in their eyes
Mama said
It's just make believe
You cant believe everything you see
So baby close your eyes to the lullabies
On the news tonight

There’s a natural mystic blowing through the air;
If you listen carefully now you will hear.
This could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last:
Many more will have to suffer,
Many more will have to die - don’t ask me why.
Things are not the way they used to be,
I won’t tell no lies...

*Natural Mystic originally written by Marley.

I have a feeling that last night is going to come back and haunt me for awhile.

 

Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry
Here's to goodbye
Tomorrow's gonna come too soon

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Possibly the saddest chorus.  Ever.

Regardless:  Clean hair;  clean body;  clean mind;  clean life.  You could become famous at any moment and your whole personal history could be unearthed.  And then what would they find?  Turn on the shower.

Current Mood: curious
Current Music: Pulp Fiction Soundtrack - Urge Overkill

 I have ants in my bathroom. They're in the walls I think. I've been fighting a losing war with them... and today it took a turn for the worse. I've been spraying the bathroom with Raid. Today I went in there and there was a giant ant. Like the god ant. I drowned him in Raid. A couple hours later I went in there and he was still alive.

I've created a race of mutant ants immune to Raid.

When I think about the future, I think of mutant ants.

Mutant ants and boarded up malls. Shit scattered everywhere.  Nothing new ever being made again.

I wish.

Current Mood: apathetic
Current Music: Bobby Vinton - Mr. Lonely

Jen moved out today. It's been a long time coming, and I know it's NEEDED to happen. Doesn't mean I was really prepared for it. I think I'm glad it happened though. Maybe we both were holding eachother back.

I know some of you hated her and made judgements... but you didn't know her. It wasn't a one-sided thing. I was just as guilty in this whole mess.

"When we sleep at night--when we walk across a field and see a tree full of sleeping birds--when we tell small lies to our friends--when we make love--what acts of surgery are happening to our souls--what damage and healing and shock are we going through that we will never be able to fathom? What films are generated that will never be shown?"

Current Mood: drunk
Current Music: Dire Straits - Romeo and Juliet