Was walking out of work into the green oasis that is the front lawn. In the shade of big trees (oak?), I walked to my car through a path lined with manicured evergreens. I saw sun shinning on the green, green grass. I saw blue sky. I felt a warm breeze blowing. I felt so free. I got into my car, opened all the windows, turn up the music, and drove until the sunset told me it’s time to head back.
Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet,
Little girls double-dutch on the concrete.
Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright
The more things seem to change, the more they stay the same
Oh, don't you hesitate.
Girl, put your records on, tell me your favourite song
You go ahead, let your hair down
Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams,
Just go ahead, let your hair down.
You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow..
Put your records on – Corinne Bailey Rae
photo by chrswgmr
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