Dead as Yesterday
I'm back to bein' nobody
The who I was before I was your used to be
I'm back to bein' me
I'm back to who I was
Before I was the one who fell in love
With the one who never, ever was in love
I'm back to bein' me
These eyes that used to cry myself to sleep
Now they're dry they don't lay me down to weep
For the first time in a long time I like seeing what I see
No thanks to you
I'm back to bein' me
These eyes that used to cry myself to sleep
Now they're dry they don't lay me down to weep
For the first time in a long time I
Michigan Blackhawk
By Michael Nesmith
Flyin' down the highway, lookin' for a place to land.
Need to leave the speed in the city
And people comin', goin', there's no time to understand.
And I keep movin' down the road taking notes in a trembling hand
Asked Sally to go with me but she made it very clear.
She said, "You've got your problems and I have mine tonight."
Up to the sunlit mountains, down by the silver sea,
Well, the tale is told from memory of a finely woven symphony.
Forever heard without a word to disturb it's melody.
Still I'd like to have someone along to share the air with me.
Oh, Sally, why not come with me, you know I'd like be with you.
You can't be all that busy, you don't have that much to do.
And you know I'd like to be with you.