Tuesday, December 11, 2007

tussle...

She gets up in the morning rubbing her eyes... she hasn't really slept and the puffed up darkened eyes of half sleep are evidence that thr's been a tussle in her head...

Free to be... want to be... or made to be?

The answer is not easy... it wrenches every bit of her... the black angels in her head are screaming vengeance... she knows it won't 'not hurt' but she also knows there still might be no answers...

And then:
The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind.

How many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
How many years can some people exist
Before theyre allowed to be free?
How many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesnt see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
How many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
How many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin in the wind
The answer is blowin in the wind.
The answer is blowin in the wind.

(lyrics from blowin in the wind.. Bob Dylan)

4 comments:

Ankur Jain said...

open the panes of the orifice... the answers will flow in... :)

can u hear them ?

btw i love this song.. now that u've reminded me of it... I got to hear it.. :D

Now Playing --> Bob Dylan

Anirudh 'Lallan' Choudhry said...

hmmm....

Sam said...

Hey sweetie, you sound sad..don't be..all will be alright!! And as you say it: -----> :D <----- a biiiig hug!!

ani said...

ankur: :) glad to be able to make u rediscover the song!

anirudh: hmmm mmm mmm!

sam: :) the heart smiles... the thots run 'hither-thither' :)) luv ya!