Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways,
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard,
where’s all that art from?
Just some stuff I found on Flickr. All the images are linked if you click on them.
Dear Roberto, we are singers of Dylan’s Song Its a Hard Rains gonna fall in the streets of Perth.Western Australia.