Chasing dreams (so long ago)

WV1943/2024

Ecoline ink on Steinbach paper.

 

"... Plant my feet on foreign soil

No return I crossed that mil some time ago

Cast my eyes on streets that shine

Reflect my image and I know I'm livin' on borrowed time

I'd sure like to feel

Dreams I chased so long ago

Weren't wasted miles on empty roads

I'd just like to believe

All these desperate cries I hear

Are falling on a sympathetic ear

 

In world of illusions

All you're left with is your changin' luch

Kisses and tears and unanswered questions

Just a child of chance with your changin' luck

Changin' luck..."

 

CHANGIN' LUCK - Little Feat, 1988.

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