I still know EVERY word by heart ♥️
As always more to come.
Day: April 1, 2018
For 4/1/18 ~ Sunday Morning by Maroon 5
We were just talking about Maroon 5 since they will be heading lining the free concert tonight @ 8:30 pm to close the March Madness Music Festival. One year for Mother’s Day the kids gave me the Maroon 5 CD Songs About Jane. Sunday Morning was the 4th song on this debut studio album.
Sunday Morning fits the theme of days of the week or day. Thank you Helen for hosting once again. Check here for rules and ping back. Without further ado, here is my pick.
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Sunday morning, rain is falling
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather, still together when it ends
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather, still together when it ends
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning, rain is falling and I’m calling out to you
Singing, someday it’ll bring me back to you.
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
Sunday morning, rain is falling and I’m calling out to you
Singing, someday it’ll bring me back to you.
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Driving slow
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Driving slow
It’s flower in your hair
I’m a flower in your hair
I’m a flower in your hair
Songwriters: Adam Levine / James B. Valentine / Jesse Royal Carmichael / Michael Allen Madden / Ryan Michael Dusick
Sunday Morning lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
As always, more to come.
A is for Alice ~ April 1, 2018
A is for Alice …
as in Alice in Wonderland
Alice in Wonderland has always fascinated me. From the book Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll, to the 1967 song White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane, to the 2016 Through the Looking Glass movie starring the ludicrous Johnny Depp as the Mad Hatter, I was drawn into the myth. I realize I do not know Johnny Depp in “real” as opposed to fake life but in my opinion he is as out there as the characters he typically plays. Judge much J-Dub? Well yes, sometimes I do but this post is not about my bias.
Let’s go back to Alice.
I have been to NYC four glorious times and each time I went to Central Park and each time the Alice in Wonderland statue was our first stop!
My senior year of high school, I was the Alice understudy in our Spring Production. I was able to perform two of the six performances as a consolation. I did not have to wait for the “real” Alice to be sick. This understudy aka J-Mc (pre J-Dub) got stage time.
I remember the audition, getting up there to read the lines I was given. Of course all the girls wanted to be Alice but not me. You see I never wanted to be the lead. Instead, I wanted my own small part … the White Rabbit, the Mad Hatter, Cheshire Cat, Mock Turtle, the Queen of Hearts, Twiddle Dee or Twiddle Dum. There are no small parts, only small actors ~ Constantin Stanislavski
I did very well in the first of my two performances or so Sister told me on the van ride back to the school afterwards. However, the second time I got caught in my head and bombed. I remember this like it was yesterday and not 35 years ago. I still want a do over. Picture it! My best Marlon Brando. I could’ve been a contender. Stella!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wait wrong Brando but you get the drift.
Anyway, that’s all I got for A.
As always, more to come.
This post was written as part of Blogging from A to Z April (2018) Challenge.
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