Returning to some of my prog-rock roots has led me to download the Moody Blues chestnut 'Question.'
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war
I think the answer is pretty obvious.
Maybe he should try bringing cookies next time.
1 comment:
Procul Harum "Homburg"--cannot stop listening to that song. What is it about winter that sets the mind to prog rock?
Post a Comment