Friday, November 30, 2001

I hate when you know a famous celebrity is sick, especially one you really like and wish only the best for, and then one morning you turn on the tv, see an interview with them on a channel they have no business being on. Then the only thing you can think of is, damnit:

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently wheeps
I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
Still my guitar gently wheeps
I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love
I don't know how someone controlled you they bought and sold you
I look at the world and I notice it's turning
While my guitar gently wheeps
With ev'ry mistake we must surely be learning
Still my guitar gently wheeps
I don't know how you were diverted you were perverted too
I don't know how you were inverted no one altered you

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently wheeps
I look at you all
Still my guitar gently wheeps...

George Harrison
1943-2001

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