City - Between Norfolk and West Point State - NEBRASKA Country - United States
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Apologies to the songwriter Mike Doughty.
Grey Ghost
Oh in the grey - Grey ghost that I call home In the grey - Stony lonesome I call home In the grey - Grey ghost that I call home In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
Oh he will not -- Walk out the river now He will not walk out the river He will not walk out the river, singing
Don't fall through the stars Don't fall through them, Don't fall through the stars Don't fall through them,
On the docks in Memphis, with the boombox, nodding out, singing
Don't fall through the stars Don't fall through them, Don't fall through the stars
In the trail of the barge and the light upon the brine - He has staked these thoughts and the force is undivided, singing
Don't fall through the stars - Don't fall through them, Don't fall through the stars - Don't fall through them
Sleepy-eyed, the man is wading out into the night, singing
Don't fall through the stars - Don't fall through them, Don't fall through the stars -
Embracing some hard-luck citizen Disgraced like some strange Bob Balaban And placing your heels down in the sand And ...
In the grey - Grey ghost that I call home, In the grey - Stony lonesome I call home, In the grey - Grey ghost that I call home -- In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
Thanks for the comment - this photo does not show well in the thumbnail, but I thought the patch of bright light beaming down on the tree would make for a nice composition. It is I guess the American version of your "minimalist landscape".
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