Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,The lone and level sands stretch far away.I continue to both love and hate the paradox that is Sean Robinson.

If that guy ever needs to re-hair his violin bow he'll have plenty to work with.

Now THIS is how you take yourself too seriously. Many try but few come close

When I was nine years old this song profoundly effected me. I understood. I was dust in the wind. Then Bob Seger came along and taught me about night moves.

I never really "got" this song until duncan's gf was killed on the highlander tv show, and now every time I hear it I think of tessa, and I cry.

You're my boy Blue!

This song is really about a flatulant man and his long suffering wife.

"Dustin! The wind!!"

Still hoping for Dethklok to turn them into a fine red mist.

Also, spectacular tags earn the phantom 6th.

I heard this song on the radio today. This is not how I envisioned them.

Dust.



Wind.




DUDE!




Ah! Like sand through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.