I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Still my guitar gently weeps
Les Paul, 1915-2009.
The man who fueled way too many of us with rock 'n roll dreams has left the building. Godspeed, Les Paul, inventor of the electric guitar. Vaya Con Dios.
1 comment:
Amen, brother.
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