Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child’s balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Bob Dylan It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)
Darkness at the break of noon Shadows even the silver spoon The handmade blade, the child’s balloon Eclipses both the sun and moon To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Bob Dylan It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)