Happy Song Lyric Sunday fellow blogger’s…Todays prompt from Mr. Jim is, “Chat/Laugh/Rant/Scream/Talk.” Oh brother, here we go again, if it’s not broken, stop fixing it. WordPress has changed things around again, ughhh. I suppose I’ll learn it, after all what choice do I have. I digress, sorry. WordPress has made creating a link different but I figured it out. This is my song for today. It makes me feel a little bit old, but I have decided that is kind of a good thing. I have learned so much this far and when I think of things people have said to me, it makes me smile b/c I think I’ve been there, done that đŸ˜‰ and I’m glad I’m past that place in time. Because some of it wasn’t that great to begin with and they don’t even know the road they’re on is long and it’s not always an easy one. It’s fun watching, b/c I’m good and I already made it. Their tunnel is long and they can’t even see the light yet. Back to the Song Lyric Sunday…
Everybody’s Talkin’
Everybody’s talking at me
I don’t hear a word they’re saying
Only the echoes of my mindPeople stopping, staring
I can’t see their faces
Only the shadows of their eyesI’m going where the sun keeps shining
Through the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothesBanking off of the northeast winds
Sailing on a summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stoneI’m going where the sun keeps shining
Through the pouring rain
Going where the weather suits my clothesBanking off of the northeast winds
Sailing on a summer breeze
And skipping over the ocean like a stoneEverybody’s talking at me
Can’t hear a word they’re saying
Only the echoes of my mindI won’t let you leave my love behind
No, I won’t let you leave
I won’t let you leave my love behind
Source:Â LyricFindSongwriters: Fred Neil
I admit I never watched the movie and the song came from the husband…He’s a couple of years older than me, 4 years to be exact. He knows a lot of different songs so he’s a big help. I’ll give you a peak at Monday’s Masterpiece. He’s working on another one of Vincent Van Gogh’s first paintings. I keep calling it, “The Potato People.” Of course that’s not right it’s the, “Potato Eater’s.” đŸ˜‰ …
Well it’s suppose to be a stormy Monday and boy do I hope it goes south or north but it doesn’t look like that’s going to happen. Whatever, it’s January in Chicago so I’m really over it. Blessing blogger’s on your week. Stay safe out there and be well.