Anarchaia

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

25sep2008

candle without wind

All the things that I’m a-sayin’ an’ a-many times more.
I’m a-singin’ you the song, but I can’t sing enough,
‘Cause there’s not many men that done the things that you’ve done.
— Bob Dylan, Song To Woody

Yeah, said its all right
I wont forget
All the times Ive waited patiently for you
And youll do just what you choose to do
And I will be alone again tonight my dear
— Love, Alone Again Or

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