a poor boy
And I'm a rover
Count your coins and
Throw them over my shoulder
I may grow older
Nobody knows
How cold it grows
And nobody sees
How shaky my knees
Nobody cares
How steep my stairs
And nobody smiles
If I cross their stiles.
I can't wait to surf with my kids this summer....
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i was almost more excited about the website i stumbled across to link to for you about it - i love good film analysis - especially if it is not too, too academic.
i did get yr emails - it's funny, i had actually noticed i was gone from yr site for a minute. i'm in such a creative funk right now, i was like, 'i don't blame him'. someday soon i hope to have a stride back, man.
hope everything in the real world is back on track for you. i never did learn how to surf.