Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
and there ain't no place I'm goin' to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you
Take me for a trip upon
your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
And my hands can't feel to grip
And my toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
Decent people need no sign.
The sign is meant for indecent people, but fails because it tries to perpetuate people that shouldn’t be on the trails in the first place.
For example:
Normal people know you do not disturb 1200 pound horses, and you stay out of their way. No sign is necessary.
If you are intellectually challenged and you try to engage a large animal it may stomp a mud hole in your ass and commence to walk it dry. Thus, darwin is the great emancipator of humanity and the problem is solved.
For millennia nature has been a perfect teacher.
(let them eat pye)