I Naur Celedril

Here is the place where I am to ramble about life and love and languages. You'll probably encounter some quasi-anthropological ranting and a lot of wanderlust. I do try not to be too emo, and occasionally throw in things of worldly interest, so stop by and read if you have a few minutes. :)

Whom to Know

My photo
Elindomiel
I'm a university student who likes languages, literature, and having friends from all over the world.
View my complete profile

Blog Archive

  • ►  2014 (2)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  October (1)
  • ►  2013 (7)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  July (1)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  February (2)
  • ►  2012 (47)
    • ►  November (2)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  September (1)
    • ►  August (3)
    • ►  June (4)
    • ►  May (4)
    • ►  April (4)
    • ►  March (11)
    • ►  February (10)
    • ►  January (7)
  • ►  2011 (119)
    • ►  December (4)
    • ►  November (17)
    • ►  October (9)
    • ►  September (14)
    • ►  August (8)
    • ►  July (5)
    • ►  June (8)
    • ►  May (8)
    • ►  April (7)
    • ►  March (7)
    • ►  February (14)
    • ►  January (18)
  • ►  2010 (213)
    • ►  December (15)
    • ►  November (24)
    • ►  October (19)
    • ►  September (18)
    • ►  August (14)
    • ►  July (6)
    • ►  June (11)
    • ►  May (25)
    • ►  April (13)
    • ►  March (15)
    • ►  February (28)
    • ►  January (25)
  • ►  2009 (269)
    • ►  December (11)
    • ►  November (8)
    • ►  October (17)
    • ►  September (15)
    • ►  August (14)
    • ►  July (12)
    • ►  June (24)
    • ►  May (29)
    • ►  April (27)
    • ►  March (25)
    • ►  February (41)
    • ►  January (46)
  • ►  2008 (126)
    • ►  December (28)
    • ►  November (13)
    • ►  October (41)
    • ►  September (19)
    • ►  August (4)
    • ►  May (1)
    • ►  April (5)
    • ►  March (3)
    • ►  February (7)
    • ►  January (5)
  • ►  2007 (176)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  November (6)
    • ►  October (3)
    • ►  September (3)
    • ►  August (13)
    • ►  July (8)
    • ►  June (38)
    • ►  May (26)
    • ►  April (27)
    • ►  March (20)
    • ►  February (12)
    • ►  January (19)
  • ▼  2006 (334)
    • ►  December (9)
    • ►  November (33)
    • ►  October (28)
    • ►  September (18)
    • ►  August (36)
    • ►  July (38)
    • ►  June (45)
    • ►  May (35)
    • ►  April (13)
    • ►  March (22)
    • ►  February (20)
    • ▼  January (37)
      • Highwaymen
      • Masks
      • Vocabulary Resolution
      • Taxi!
      • Semester Grades
      • Treading on Sacred Ground
      • Schedule for Next Year
      • Nasssty Ssstian.
      • Research Paper
      • Will you hold my hand for her?
      • Just The Way We Are
      • Activity Bus
      • Ven Pon meeting tomorrow!
      • Mixed Metaphores
      • To Be Fifteen
      • Female Leaders
      • Spanish Exam
      • Random Quote
      • Football...
      • How many Methenys...
      • Skål!
      • The Lake of the Ozarks (In Winter)
      • Like a Viagra Thing?
      • Snorkeling
      • Starting Tomorrow
      • D-Day Latin and German
      • Spartacus
      • Unnatural
      • D-Day Biology
      • Nothing is Certain
      • Babysitting Tonight
      • Hannibal: Enemy of Rome
      • An Annoyance
      • Postcard
      • Sorry to All
      • Borders
      • New Years Resolutions
  • ►  2005 (151)
    • ►  December (16)
    • ►  November (41)
    • ►  October (15)
    • ►  September (23)
    • ►  August (4)
    • ►  June (28)
    • ►  May (4)
    • ►  April (1)
    • ►  March (11)
    • ►  February (8)

World Views

FEEDJIT Live Traffic Feed

January 30, 2006

Highwaymen

I love the poetry in the Highwaymen's songs, so I'll be posting a few over the next couple of days.

Look here is that you I see
You sure seem down to me
Would you like to tell it to a friend
I can help if anyone can
You know I understand
Everyone gets crazy now and then

I know those empty nights get lonely
Sometimes you feel like you're the only one
To lose more then he wins
Guess these trouble times get scary
But that's just ordinary
Everyone gets crazy now and then

And who can say they've never stumbled
Never fallen to their knees
Your dreams like castles when they crumble
Well I know what you mean
And I know how hard it can seem

I get crazy just like you
Lost and lonely too
Like some old flag left flying in the wind
Time has taught me this for sure
Time is the only cure
All your blues will turn to gold again
Oh everyone gets crazy now and then

Posted by Elindomiel at 13:45

No comments:

Post a Comment

Newer Post Older Post Home
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)