Saturday, May 29, 2010

R.I.P


1936-2010

1 comment:

  1. Oh no way... RIP

    "There's no denying
    It gets you high
    Why be shackled to your feet
    When you've got wings
    You haven't used yet
    Don't wait for heaven
    Get out and fly

    Just glide there
    Through the clear air
    Making figure eights
    Through the pearly gates
    Where the soul and the universe meet

    If you want to be a bird
    It won't take much
    To get you up there
    But when you come down
    Land on your feet"

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