NONKINSENSE
Adventures of an Analog Man in the Digital Universe, with a little help from my friends and relations.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Life's A Beach.
Every Grain of Sand-Bob Dylan
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.
Copyright © 1981 Special Rider Music
