Friday, February 19, 2010

Coming Home

Stones would play inside her head
And where she slept,
They made her bed
And she would ache
For love and get but stones

Lordy, child
A good day's comin'
And I'll be there to let the sun in
And bein' lost
Is worth the comin' home

You and me, a time for planting
You and me, a harvest granting
The every prayer ever prayed
For just two wild flowers that grow

Neil Diamond, Stones

Artwork - Colored Pencil, 2003.


  1. i've always 'teetered' with ol' neil but that art and those words just broke my heart...

  2. I really like this drawing! The colors, the plaid. You're always surprising me with the variations on your themes.

  3. Shiloh, when I was young...I used to call your name...

    I went to see Neil back in the 70's when he was wearing a puffy shirt.