Random Thoughts on
Love and Fear
(and anything in between)

February 11, 2011

And The Poets Down Here Don't Write Nothin' At All
They Just Stand Back And Let It All Be ...

All the old paintings on the tomb
They do the sand dance don'cha know
If they move too quick (oh-way-oh)
They're falling down like a domino ...

Walk. Like. An. Egyptian.

Has a whole new meaning today, don't it?