Can’t find a website (does this need to be fixed? Let me know), but I see thousands of cyclists streaming through Via Labicana, stopping motorized traffic, right now. Makes me miss SF! Will be joining with my bike in four weeks!
\getcloser100 Day 26.
This was taken during a workshop with Richard Kalvar.
Day 25 is here.
By Sixto Rodriguez. You can also listen.
Bm...
Bm Em F#
The moon is hanging in a purple sky
Bm Em F# F# F
Baby's sleeping while his mother sighs
Em F# Am
Talking about the rich folks
Dm
The rich folks have the same jokes
F# Am
But they park in basic places
The priest is preaching from a shallow grave
Counts his money, then he paints you saved
Talking 'bout the young folks
Young folks share the same jokes
But they meet in older places
CHORUS:
Em F# Am
So don't tell me about your success
Em F# Am
Nor your recipes for my happiness
Em F# Am
Smoke in bed, I never could digest
Em F# Am
Those illusions you claim to have going
The sun is shining as it always done
Coffin dust is the fate of everyone
Talking about the rich folks
The poor create the rich hoax
And only late breast fed fools believe it
CHORUS
