Diuretic
Permanently confused
Shelter from the Storm - Bob Dylan
'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."
Great song.
I can still remember the first time I heard "Like a Rolling Stone" - for mine the greatest popular song ever.
