Johnny Cash

okay, the song "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails. i liked it, kind of, but then i heard the Johnny Cash version... if NIN did it well, Johnny Cash did it excellently. well, "excellent" is an understatement. the words, i always understood what they said, but the way he sings it speaks to me, deep in my soul. it's hard to explain, or maybe i just don't want to explain. one of those things that i will not say, because it would be like baring a peice of my soul to say it aloud. anywayz, here's the lyrics...

HURT
--i hurt myself today,
--to see if i'd still feel.
--i focus on the pain,
--the only thing that's real.

--the needle tears a hole,
--the all-farmiliar sting.
--try to kill it all away,
--but i remember everything.

--what have i become?
--my sweetest friend.
--everyone i know
--goes away,
--in the end...

--and you could have it all,
-my empire of dirt,
--i will let you down,
--i will make you hurt.

--i wear this crown of thorns,
--upon my liars chair,
--full of broken thoughts
--i cannot repair.
--beneath the stains of time,
--the feelings disappear.
--you are someone else,
--i am still right here.

--what have i become?
--my sweetest friend.
--everyone i know
--goes away,
--in the end.

--and you could have it all.
--my empire of dirt,
--i will let you down,
--i will make you hurt.
--if i could start again,
--a million miles away,
--i would keep myself,
--i would find a way...

another real good song by J.Cash is "Man in Black" listen close to the words, sometime. when i paid more attention to them, i was like..."kay, you'll be wearing black for a loooong time, then... well, i'll put them in here, so you will get it, because (scuze me if you are indignant about my lack of faith in people) you probably won't listen to it.

--Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
--Why you never see bright colors on my back,
--And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
--Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.

--I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
--Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
--I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
--But is there because he's a victim of the times.

--I wear the black for those who never read,
--Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
--About the road to happiness through love and charity,
--Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.

--Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
--In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
--But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
--Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.

--I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
--For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
--I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
--Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.

--And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
--Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
--I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
--Believen' that we all were on their side.

--Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
--And things need changin' everywhere you go,
--But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
--You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

--Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
--And tell the world that everything's OK,
--But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
--'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.

i get what he's talking about here, too.