Let me run with you tonight
I’ll take you on a moonlight ride
There’s someone I used to see
But she don’t give a damn for me

But let me get to the point, let’s roll another joint
And tu rn the radio loud, I’m too alone to be proud
You don’t know how it feels
You don’t know how it feels to be me

People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
A memory and a dream

So let’s get to the point, let’s roll another joint
Let’s head on down the road
There’s somewhere I gotta go
And you don’t know how it feels
You don’t know how it feels to be me

My old man was born to rock
He’s still tryin’ to beat the clock
Think of me what you will
I got a little space to fill

So let’s get to the point, let’s roll another joint
Let’s head on down the road
There’s somewhere I gotta go
And you don’t know how it feels
No, you don’t know how it feels to be me

Of Fathers and Daughters
This is a picture that I took while walking around in Central London. I was walking down the streets at random, with no thought as to where I was going. I heard a voice that said something which I could not understand. Curious i turned around and saw this picture. At that time it was just another snap, on reflex.
I don't know what went between between the old man and the little girl, but somehow It makes me think everytime I look at it.
I have not been able to figure out why, but there is something about the kid's look, and the fathers hidden face.