I can see clearly now the rain is gone I can see all obstacles in my way Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind It's gonna be a bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshinin' day It's gonna be a bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshinin' day
Oh yes, I can make it now the pain is gone All of the bad feelings have disappeared Here is the rainbow I've been praying for It's gonna be a bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshinin' day
Ooh - look all around, there's nothing but blue skies Look straight ahead, there's nothing but blue skies
I can see clearly now the rain is gone I can see all obstacles in my way Here's the rainbow I've been praying for It's gonna be a bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshinin' day It's gonna be a bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshinin' day Real, real, real, real bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshinin' day Yeah, hey, it's gonna be a bright (bright) bright (bright) sunshinin' day
Congrats on the induction into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame!
This is not a love poem for it is typed with needles that poke holes in my heart
Causing it to bleed a flow of words
"No use crying over spilt blood"
For instead of landing next door to your heart
My blood drops splater onto the hungry ground
And they evaporate into the air just like the love that was once born in your heart.
This is not a love poem for instead of sweet melodies I hear volcanic eruptions of raw fury
As we pounce at each other like wild carnivores over a piece of decaying flesh
Verbal grenades trown with so much pleasure that even Hitler would be disempowered
This is not a love poem for my dead soul is trapped in my living body
Slowly decomposing me from the iside out
The utterings of my mouth have turned into worms.
You‘re disgusted, the mere stench of me brings last night‘s supper right back up your throat
This is not a love poem for love lost its worth when pictures of deceit were painted upon your sheets
And my self respect is non existent fo I continue to long for one who‘s so unappreciative of my loyalty
And like a whore I surrender my body to a man who feels not an ounce of emotion for me
This is not a love poem for when you were here I suppressed all the love poems that tingled in my finger tips
Yearning to be recorded on red–romantic paper to be mounted upon your wall
I succumbed to my fears and let them fade away and now I‘m fading away from your memory
Like a song so meaningless it may as well be silent.
This is not a love poem for my here heart stands; naked and exposed...unsafe.
This is not a love poem for reading it you only feel harassed. Not loved.
So this is not a love poem. -mbali mbatha
Willa Ford, anyone remember her? I bet all the girls my age can remember her from 2000. She was kind of like the bad girl version of Britney Spears and the early Christina Aguilera (Pre assless chaps). I remember hating hard on this bitch when I was 13 cause she was dating Nick Carter from the Backstreet Boys. But now that I'm older, I look at pictures of her now, and she looks like she has an STD. Where is she now? Who knows, who cares......
MORNING! It's not even 9 a.m. yet! Why am I up? I slept from 5p.m until now, so I'm feeling quite refreshed. So anyway back to the purpose of this post! I'm not a fan of cover songs, mostly because the person singing it makes it their own, they never seem in tune with it, and MOSTLY because there's nothing better than an original. But I kept reading about Hayley Williams from Paramore singing "Bad Romance", and I thought I'd look into it. I love her, I love Paramore, and I love this little mini cover she did. Check it out.....
I also kept reading and hearing about 30 Seconds To Mars doing a cover of this song for BBC Radio.... I checked it out and I have to say I wasn't impressed..... there was one little slick change that Jared did that I liked, but I thought the whole thing was a drag. It hurts to say this since I am a 30 Seconds To Mars fan "/ If you want to, maybe you should check it out and judge for yourself.
Standing in nostrand train station and all I can think about is...."I wonder how rats communicate" Like seriously they run all New York City train stations. They're on every platform you can not escape them for shit and of course my curious ass researched and I can say yeah...its not all that informative as I thought "They squeek, theyre tails point" blah blah blah WHATEVER!...But we all know these motherfuckers are gross...and I wish instead of MTA taking our money for some bullshit...aside from the fact that our train service stays delayed we also have to deal with dirty rats running around by our feet. They should atleast work on getting great exterminators to fix this problem we have.