Made famous by Bob Dylan and The Byrds, Mr. Tambourine Man is a film in progress, and it's shooting in my neighborhood. The posters are up between MacDougal and 6th Avenue on 3rd street, which may prove to be a problem for the bums that sit there every morning and maurading the hood every evening. Maybe they can make some dough as extras?
Although I can't seem to find anything on what this movie/TV show/video is online, I'm sure someone out there knows. Perhaps it's about those bums. Are they really our pied piper's of the village, come to lead us out of town? Regardless, it's got the following lines stuck in my head. So, now I'm sticking them in your head.
"To dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, with all the memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, let me forget about today until tomorrow."
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