When the world and I were young, just yesterday... Life was such a simple game, a child could play. It was easy then to tell right from wrong.. easy then to tell weak from strong... When a man should stand and fight, or just go along. But today there is no day or night, today there is no dark or light, today there is no black or white... Only shades of Gray. I remember when the answer seemed so clear, we had never lived with doubt or tasted fear. It was easy then to tell truth from lies, selling out from compromise, who to love and who to hate.. the foolish from the wise. But today is is no day or night, today there is no dark or light, today there is no black or white... Only shades of Gray. ( Instrumental). It was easy then to know what was fair, When to keep and when to share, How much to protect your heart, And how much to care. But today there is no day or night, today there is no dark or light, today there is no black or white... Only shades of Gray.... Only shades of Gray...... That last verse makes my cry every time.
Monkee pics I love
imagine if you were a 15 year old who was absolutely obsessed with One Direction and one day you found out that One Direction was writing and producing and starring in their own movie and you were SUPER excited because you just LOVE One Direction so you go to the theater with all your friends who also love One Direction and you watch this scene where Liam from One Direction opens up a medicine cabinet and sees this disembodied unblinking eye that represents the eternal and inescapable audience. and there’s also part of the movie where they show you actual genuine footage of a guy getting shot in the head. In the One Direction movie.
2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!
We’ll find you Amanda.
Peter : aw Mike, we warned ya not to have that burrito last night, dam !! 🤣
The Monkees
reblog the money pigeon for a financially stable future
anyone know if there’s any other pictures of them hugging? besides the one in 2011 🥺
i wonder how many men he made gay
Beautiful femme and her 3 butch boyfriends
From my personal copy of Monkees Monthly No. 9