And I'm Wondering Who Could Be Writing This Song?
I don't care if the sun don't shine
And I don't care if nothing is mine
And I don't care if I'm nervous with you
I'll do my loving in the winter.
Shine on, Syd!
The moonlit meanderings of Nanuk, the white bear.
"We are here and it is now. Further than that all human knowledge is moonshine."
2 Comments:
Yeah, bless him.
Quinn the Eskimo?
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