I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes
Mick Jaggar
Welcome to My Blog
In the marketplace of ideas that is the internet, I am simply another merchant trying to peddle my wares. I could give you my credentials but in cyberspace credentials are really not important, are they? Admittedly, I am not really a misanthrope, though I do have a lot of contempt for humanity in general. But, I cannot lie and say I feel nothing for humans, because deep down I am pulling for the entire species to succeed; to do the right thing; to evolve. I suppose it is the constant disappointment that has led me to post my thoughts, opinions, feelings, and sociological theories. I invite your comments, arguments, and personal experiences...
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