Can You See the Real Me?

Margaret
Photo by SB

It is raining here, really raining hard.
The beginning of this song sounds like what was hitting the window on my bus this morning. The song itself asks some good questions.

The Real Me
The Who

I went back to the doctor
To get another shrink.
I sit and tell him about my weekend,
But he never betrays what he thinks.

Can you see the real me, doctor?

I went back to my mother
I said, "I'm crazy ma, help me."
She said, "I know how it feels son,
'Cause it runs in the family."

Can you see the real me, mother?

The cracks between the paving stones
Look like rivers of flowing veins.
Strange people who know me
Peeping from behind every window pane.
The girl I used to love
Lives in this yellow house.
Yesterday she passed me by,
She doesn't want to know me now.

Can you see the real me, can you?

I ended up with the preacher,
Full of lies and hate,
I seemed to scare him a little
So he showed me to the golden gate.

Can you see the real me preacher?
Can you see the real me doctor?
Can you see the real me mother?
Can you see the real me?

As a guy who knows how to play in the bass clef, I really appreciate John Entwistle. He knew how to flow around the deep range on his bass guitar. This song really shows his bass guitar chops.

PHOTO NOTE: Margaret is a classmate. She has a natural beauty that I always want to capture. You will be seeing more of her.