just a slice of the perspective pie
of all the warmest feelings we are allowed to be embraced by, is sleep. Who expressed more eloquently than Bob...Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for meI'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for meIn the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mindDown the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leavesThe haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beachFar from the twisted reach of crazy sorrowYes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving freeSilhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sandsWith all memory and fate driven deep beneath the wavesLet me forget about today until tomorrow.----I'm heading that way myself!Marc :)
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