Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "No Sleep till Eden."
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NO SLEEP till Eden.
No sleep till Brooklyn.
No sleep till the City of Angels;
no sleep till I find U?
(And I've got such a long way to go?)
The great American Dude...picked me up in Illinois, headin' West; hitch-hiking, me and my guitar, and the Dude, on his way to Susanville, California, to shoot/kill his gal who'd (according to him?) "done him wrong"!?..... When U trail the USA Interstate highways, sometimes, THIS Gig is sometimes NOT extraordinary. Me? Lonesome Guitar. Headin' West. A ride from some Maverick who makes no secret of his destiny, a passion to kill, murder; least ways, blood will be spilt? Mary-Lou: "A'mah commin' ta git U!" -I drive and I drive thru the Night!? (BITCH!!?)
The Dude drank Beer. We bonded. (Bonding with Murderers has saved my hitch-hiking life, several times?) All across Nebraska. No Cops in the rear view mirror. Picked up a hitch-hiker or two, too. Gave everybody a ride. They ALL yakked some philosophy under an unbeknown canopy of the dynamic of the Dude, steering his Camero? I kept my logic, toxic, till Cheyenne-Wyoming. A bleak Nebraska night, succumbing to a Colorado dawn? And dropping me off, I didn't bug the Dude for "Coffee Money"; I just said: "Eee Well, Raccoon!" Dude responding: "Eee Well, Raccoon!", we were both drunk as Skunks? HE drove West, I hitch-hiked South into Mile High City (Denver). Caught his action on CNN, 2 weeks later...
No sleep till Eden.
No sleep till Brooklyn.
No sleep till the City of the Angels.
No sleep till I find U?
(And I've got such a long way to go?)
c2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/sciacca,sicily.
NO SLEEP, this side of Detroit. No sleep, Chicago, South-side? Kansas-Missouri State line, maybe this time?
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