I was just going to post this song on Facebook and let it go at that. I cannot. I am always amazed at the pop culture crap that's out there, when songwriters like Townes Van Zandt, Guy Clark, Ray Wylie Hubbard, and dozens of others fall through the cracks. Bob Dylan was supposed to the the poet of my generation. It turned out he spent all his songs in five years then turned into a two-bit song and dance man. Now that we are old we are forced to fall back on the Ray Wylie Hubbards for solace in our times of need. I probably like this one because it's the philosophy of someone who is in about the same place in life that I am. Screw Dylan, we don't need no stinking Dylan.
|Rainier Maria Rilke|
Letters To a Young Poet
All the true believers are out on the road tonite
No matter what happens, you know they'll be okay
And to the rock and roll gypsies may the last song you sing
Be by Townes Van Zandt and down in old Santa Fe
Now I have a mission and a small code of honor
To stand and deliver by whatever measures
And the message I give is from this old poet
He said "Our fears are like dragons guarding our most precious treasures"
I am not looking for loose diamonds here
Or pretty girls with crosses around their necks
I don't want for roses or water, I am not looking for God now
I just want to see what is next