I recognise myself only in old men or men that were once young. I have poured myself into the remnants of them one syllable at a time. Words escape me or rather I have escaped them. I was walking under that mobile sentence cloud thinking I know what it is to be a dairy cow. Its like letting down milk when the words funnel through from cloud to fingers. Its impossible to be your own farmer opening gates and burying yourself in soil so I became someone else.
I'm Neil Young live at Massey Hall in 1971, I'm Bob Dylan in London, I'm Keith Richards on the floor, I'm my own personal Judas staring down sound and burning books to keep the cat warm. Words have escaped me so I'll plug your headphones in. This is the reverse miracle osmosis of music.
I'm Neil Young live at Massey Hall in 1971, I'm Bob Dylan in London, I'm Keith Richards on the floor, I'm my own personal Judas staring down sound and burning books to keep the cat warm. Words have escaped me so I'll plug your headphones in. This is the reverse miracle osmosis of music.
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As one of your oldest friends and one who appears high on the list of slammatown's who's who i feel i should appear in this list!
My sister has 62 entries, the cowboy who you barely know has 10 entries... even 'Boring' has 69 entries! what tha!? I request a statistical re-count to put the Spatula on the archival map please
If you were, I'd totally do you*. If loving Neil's music is wrong, I don't wanna be right. But he's a guy, so for me, he's off limits**.
* With your consent, of course. I'm not a totally obnoxious bastard.
** Not that I'm making any judgements, mind you.