Måneskinstur

Han var majestetisk i kveld, månen (i går kveld, det er visst natt no:)). Så gedigent suveren og einerådande..
Kveldsturen var berre heilt fantastisk, og hovudlykta aldeles til overs.
Men noko mangla likevel. Den gode samtalen. Så nær, men likevel så fjern..

Frå det store inkje dukka han berre plutseleg opp, på heimvegen. Bob Dylan.
Ikkje veit eg kvar han kom frå.


Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don't matter, anyhow
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don't know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on
Don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin' anyway
So don't think twice, it's all right