I saw a little bird,
it flew by my window,
it said hello in passing…
Song
Rise and soar,
on the wings,
and on the strings,
never to bore…
It doesn’t have to be real, or anything all that new, it could be one you steal, and […]
Walking along,
Singing a song,
as the birds pass by,
and the butters fly…
How much of their song,
do we just misinterpret…
A fountain gushes
in me, from my gut up to my collar
bones, it’s strong
if irregular….
ill be the first to say it
i dunno who blondie is
but i hope shes happy…
“London Bridge is falling down, falling down…” the children sang as they spun around…
good for them
for putting together a recording
learning something they like
hopefully appreciating it more
“Send me your fire,” Joe sings.
“Joe, that’s not the lyric.”
“Sure it is,” Joe insists, and belts it out again, “Send me your fire!”
“Joe, the line is, ‘Set me on fire,’ get it right….
