Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
and there ain't no place I'm goin' to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you
Take me for a trip upon
your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
And my hands can't feel to grip
And my toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
A keeper.
And so I share it with y’all
Is a bird in a bush worth two in the hand?
A bird in the bush doesn’t poop in your hand
You take some beautiful photos, DT.
Thank you. I have many of the other type as well 🙂
Does it ever get stuck by spines as it flies in and out? I guess we’ll never know.