Some days, when it's quiet and all I hear is the sound of the fountain in the backyard trickling and the quiet rush of traffic a few blocks away and the chirp of sparrows in the tree that's about to burst into yellow, I think of another life I had.
And this song reminds me of it.
I don't know the song, and I can't play it, but hugs nonetheless.
ReplyDeletePS who knows how that other life would have turned out.
Oh yes Elizabeth the other life. I remember it too.
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Love to you my dear dear friend.
Love Renee xoxo
You're right--that is a gorgeous song. Love her voice. Thanks for posting.
ReplyDeleteHi Elizabeth. I have just finished reading all the way down many posts to here, and felt like I had to drop you a note. Your blog is great and your writing is so good, true and real. And I feel like we are kindred spirits: you like Bob Dylan, independent bookstores, poetry, Barack Obama and Lucinda Williams. I will be back often and I am adding you to my blog roll. Rarely do I find such honesty and truth in a blog.
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