Longing so acute, its visceral. Skin on inside-out, feeling ev'ry breath of breeze blowing past. Can't get no satisfaction, the songster yells Look for the message on barren-white screen
We used to have a saying "whatever doesn't kill you can only make you stronger". That's so true man. The summer of '76. Well that saw a few people off, I can tell you.
I found it on the way home from school. I almost walked past but a fluttering caught my eye and what I had first assumed was a discarded sock at the side of the road was, in fact, a tiny kitten.