tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464032907973429949.post1622491902367118292..comments2023-08-12T03:10:27.763-05:00Comments on Debra's Dose: sleep is calling, finallyDebrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16175937125258061954noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3464032907973429949.post-7680345412122686162007-10-09T22:24:00.000-05:002007-10-09T22:24:00.000-05:00of all the warmest feelings we are allowed to be e...of all the warmest feelings we are allowed to be embraced by, is sleep. Who expressed more eloquently than Bob...<br>Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me<br>I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to <br>Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me<br>In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.<br><br>Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind<br>Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves<br>The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach<br>Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow<br>Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free<br>Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands<br>With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves<br>Let me forget about today until tomorrow.<br><br>----I'm heading that way myself!<br>Marc :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com