"At dawn my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreams
With no attempt to shovel the glimpse
Into the ditch of what each one means.
At times I think there are no words
But these to tell what's true --
And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden."
Part II of our motorpsycho nightmare continues Monday night, 7:00 pmEST on Rick's Acoustic Workshop (CIUT-FM).... Any continuing thoughts appreciated, esp. about Dylan's later styles -- they were very helpful last time, and we may wedge some in before we are done.

yours, Peter T.