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



The tune that is yours and mine to play upon this earth,
We’ll play it out the best we know, whatever it is worth,
What’s lost is lost, we can’t regain what went down in the flood,
But happiness to me is you and I love you more than blood.
— Bob Dylan, Wedding Song

ThoughtIf you’re bored: interpret what you see as a surreal (or, advanced: abstract) painting.

May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
— Bob Dylan, Forever Young