I've nothing to say...

A Bridge Between Two Spiral Galaxies

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The Hubble Telescope, 11/28/16
 
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to speak with you again...


❤️
 
Shovels and Rope ~ Mourning Song

She walked into the kitchen
Where most mornings would begin
Put her hands down on the counter
Stretched her fingers long and thin

Drug her eyes across the wall
to where he hung his mandolin
Then she whispered out the count
like she was whisperin' it to him

Morning song, mourning song
You were always on my mind
and even though now I am gone
I taught you these four chords
so you could sing your mourning song

He was not much of a singer
There was shrapnel in his sound
Always ready with a zinger
That could burn the whole place down

Their love was undefinable
No beginning and no end
Like so many ancient secrets
Ever blowing in the wind

Morning song, mourning song
You were always on my mind
and even though now I am gone
I taught you these four chords
so you could sing your mourning song

The walls are tumbling
The gates are opening
Sorrow will not win
No, sorrow will not win

From the morning through the evening
Of each and every day
Wildness to wisdom
From the gold on through the grey

From the songs of newborn babies
To those who fell along the way
I have loved you and I will find you
Now please sing me on my way

With your morning song, mourning song
Pardon me if I'm sentimental,
you were always strong
Wake up little bird,
come and sing your morning song

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It's days like today when I really want to call you and describe in lurid detail just what a clusterfuck the last 6 hours have been. I know you'd make me laugh by the end of the call. Mix in some sage advice, random trivia, a Texasism or two...

 
It's days like today when I really want to call you and describe in lurid detail just what a clusterfuck the last 6 hours have been. I know you'd make me laugh by the end of the call. Mix in some sage advice, random trivia, a Texasism or two...


Yeah, where in the FUCK is she?
 
I miss you like crazy, friend.

I want to pick up the phone and call you and *unload* ... and I know you'd have me laughing by the end of the conversation.

Come n sit on my shoulder? Point me in the right direction. Be with me.

:rose:
 
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