Good morning, WA2K folks
My word, edgar, It's been a long time since I heard anything about "the gay 90's". Hello central give me heaven? I need to look into that era, Texas. Thanks again for the memory jog.
Rock, Patsy Cline's "walking after midnight" is great. Thanks, Kansas.
The tiger is vanishing, y'all. Why isn't something being done?
THE TYGER (from Songs Of Experience)
By William Blake
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art.
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
It's a wild thing, William.
Song for the morning.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dkhfA5kZbXs&feature=related