And if you’ve got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise
Of this wicked little town
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"This morning I was born again, I was born again complete
I stood up above my troubles and I stand on my two feet
My hand it feels unlimited, my body feels like the sky
I feel at home in the universe where yonder planets fly"
– Woody Guthrie
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Dec 24
I suppose I’m going through a bit of a sepia phase. Then again, I’ve been looking at a lot of brown landscapes lately…
I don’t care if the sun don’t shine
And the rain keeps pouring down on me and mine
‘Cause our kind of love never seems to get old
It’s better than silver and gold.
More pics of Joan here.
