I always think of tonight’s three songs together. I had a wonderful friend who, after coming out of rehab for his coke habit, took up heavy drinking for his next. I was hurt when he didn’t show up for my birthday party. The next day, I found out he blew off his head with a shotgun, leaving the mess for his mother to find. That was 28 years ago this week.
So it goes. *sigh*
Because it don’t talk back or disagreeIt just makes you see so hazilyBut in the morning light your life is scattered with the windScattered with the wind.
