Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)


Now she puts the kid away, and she’s gone to get a hit
She hates her life, and what she’s done to it
There’s one more kid that will never go to school
Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool.
— Neil Young, Rockin’ In The Free World

Gold Lake

Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
I just don’t think that I could handle it.
Don’t fall apart on me tonight,
Yesterday’s just a memory,
Tomorrow is never what it’s supposed to be
And I need you, yeah.
— Bob Dylan, Don’t Fall Apart On Me Tonight