Hey everybody, I like to share some with you guys I discovered a couple years ago of course a song by Mr. Bout-Dellin and I really think it's such a beautiful song and this is my version of Not Dark Yet. Shout as you're falling of any year on day. Still out to sleep in the times right away. Feels like my soul has turned into steel. I said I'd got the stars, let the sun burn in. There's not enough room to be anywhere. It's not time to get, but it's getting late. All my sense of humanity is going down the drain. Behind her beautiful fingers, Ben snog out of pain. She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so far. She put it on and read it. What was in her mind? I just don't see why, hey I should even care. It's not dark yet, but it's getting late. Well I've been to London and I've been to Gapery. I've fallen forever in, I got to receive. I've been down on the bottom of the world for all the lives. I've been looking for nothing, and getting one life. Sometimes my burden is for the night to be. It's not time to get, but it's getting late. I was born here all day, and I can't smile with. Looks like I'm moving, but I'm still still here. Every night in my body is so naked in my mouth. I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from. To leave it here, remember of a friend. It's not time to get, but it's getting late. It's not dark yet, but it's getting late. It's not dark yet, but it's getting late. Happy birthday Bob Dylan.