Showing posts with label the ways of the world. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the ways of the world. Show all posts

Saturday, 3 January 2009

America the Beautiful


World's biggest ketchup bottle
Route 159, Collinsville, Illinois

Wednesday, 3 September 2008

The Passage of Time


The passage of time
is flickering dimly upon the screen
I can't see the lines
I used to think I could read between
Perhaps my brains have
Turned to sand?

Loan me your mind
I think it's been an eternity
You'd be surprised
At my degree of uncertainty
How can moments go so slow?



Several times
I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled


Several times
I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Changing water into wine


Several times
I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Putting grapes back on the vine


BRIAN ENO

Thursday, 24 July 2008

I Waited

I waited for the world that I wanted.
And I wasted the one that I had.

Thursday, 12 June 2008

Black Crow Blues

“If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten
that we belong to each other.”





I woke in the mornin', wondering,
Weary and worn out.
I woke in the mornin', wondering,
Weary and worn out.
Wishin' my long-lost lover
Would walk to me, talk to me,
Tell me what it's all about.

I was standin' at the side road
Listenin' to the billboard knock.
Standin' at the side road
Listenin' to the billboard knock.
Well, my wrist was empty
But my nerves were kickin',
Tickin' like a clock.

If I got anything you need, babe,
Let me tell you in front.
If I got anything you need, babe,
Let me tell you in front.
You can come to me sometime,
Night time, day time,
Any time you want.

Sometimes I'm thinkin'
I'm too high to fall.
Sometimes I'm thinkin'
I'm Too high to fall.
Other times I'm thinkin' I'm
So low I don't know
If I can come up at all.

Black crow's in the meadow
Across a broad highway.
Black crow's in the meadow
Across a broad highway.
Though it's funny, honey,
I just don't feel much like a
Scarecrow today.

BOB DYLAN