The Meaning of Life

Why don't you have no brushes any more,
I used to like your style.
I see no paintings anywhere
and there's no smell of turpentine.
Did it really have no meaning?
Well I never thought I'd hear those words from you.
Who needs a meaning anyway,
I'd settle any day
for a very fine view.

by Sandy Denny,
from her song "No End",
on the Album "Like an Old Fashioned Waltz"
about 1977, Island records
(In my old vinyl record collection)

Its funny how you just don't get tired of some music.