If you're leaving close the door.
I'm not expecting people anymore.
Hear me grieving, I'm lying on the floor.
Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure.
[Deep Purple, When a blind man cries]
Sweet child in time you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between, good and the bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying, taking toll
If you've been bad, lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
Bow your head [Deep Purple, Child in time]
THE WALL, novel by Marlen Haushofer: "I couldn't see a single person, not a living soul. No smoke rose from the houses. The disaster must, by reckoning, have happened towards evening..."
one can never know what crosses a woman's mind... [I.R.S.]
charming does not always have a face... [A.R.]
I guess "rustic" is my style... [A.R.]
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Home is where the heart is... [A.R.]