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

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

But we all shine on

Miss ya, John.

It was a cold December evening and I was walking through the Christmas tide
When a friend came up and asked me if I'd heard John Lennon had died
Then the two of us when to this bar and we staid to close the place
And every song we played was for the Late Great Johnny Ace.
Late Great Johnny Ace - Paul Simon

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