… there’s a little truth in every sentence. In that one there’s a big one. Thank you my friend.
Let me take you by the hand.
Lend me your ear.
Your eyes.
But keep your heart in the right place.
Such places you can’t keep
for too long. Not forever. Fade.
I’ve seen love go by my door
It’s never been this close before
Never been so easy or so slow
I been shooting in the dark too long
When somethin’s not right it’s wrong
You’re gonna make me lonesome when you go.
– BOB DYLAN
Let Italy come again
by the next thunder storm
too warm
too warm.