I hear some peopleYa hadda be there, Gentle Reader. We're not often this cryptic but sometimes it is what it is. The music is great, tho. Just take that at face value and enjoy.
been talkin' me down,
Bring up my name,
pass it 'round.
They don't mention
happy times
They do their thing,
I'll do mine.
Ooh baby,
that's hard to change
I can't tell them
how to feel.
Some get stoned,
some get strange,
But sooner or later
it all gets real.
Walk on, walk on,
Walk on, walk on.
And while we're On The Beach, there's this:
You can really
learn a lot that way
It will change you
in the middle of the day.
Though your confidence
may be shattered,
It doesn't matter.
It's the interplay between banjo and dobro in that one, Gentle Reader. And the memories the tune invokes... which have little or nothing to do with what just went before... other than the two tunes are from the same album. We are scattered tonite, oh yes we ARE.
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