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Like the changing seasons     when you leave I fall into the beautiful Melancholy of yesterday's rain   as Red Cap    by Louie Armstrong plays in a dark mellow, yellow smooth...or rough sounding,   yet lovely fanfareish finish   sounds of a Witchita lineman still on the line hanging on lingering  heavy on my mind   reminded of     smells down sweetened          cigar smelling tracks           tastes of honey & Whiskey            forget a word said wrong             a note not hit or played              disregard word unsaid             forgive a thoughtless word             my imperfect mind           I overheard myself          or you saying         as we're laying,        playing         in the sun        Jazz....pizzazz        Oh, ah...yeah,         working          on the chain...           ohhh ahhhh....          ewwwww ...waaaa...       help me sing it    bring it    waaa..oooOo   Oh yeah,    one more time   everybody let me here you better go now you can show me how   hey     Yeah....     Sam Cooke       singing         Gospel         sayin'        thank you         for           the          beautiful            and the               bitter                 sweetness                  of the                  time we                   shared                   is leaving.                        Cherie Nolan © 2016
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 3:00 PM UTC
"When You Leave I Fall"
Like the changing seasons     when you leave I fall into the beautiful Melancholy of yesterday's rain   as Red Cap    by Louie Armstrong plays in a dark mellow, yellow smooth...or rough sounding,   yet lovely fanfareish finish   sounds of a Witchita lineman still on the line hanging on lingering  heavy on my mind   reminded of     smells down sweetened          cigar smelling tracks           tastes of honey & Whiskey            forget a word said wrong             a note not hit or played              disregard word unsaid             forgive a thoughtless word             my imperfect mind           I overheard myself          or you saying         as we're laying,        playing         in the sun        Jazz....pizzazz        Oh, ah...yeah,         working          on the chain...           ohhh ahhhh....          ewwwww ...waaaa...       help me sing it    bring it    waaa..oooOo   Oh yeah,    one more time   everybody let me here you better go now you can show me how   hey     Yeah....     Sam Cooke       singing         Gospel         sayin'        thank you         for           the          beautiful            and the               bitter                 sweetness                  of the                  time we                   shared                   is leaving.                        Cherie Nolan © 2016
Random, this is supposed to be a big thank you to everyone at HP I don't know where my notes went!!! No idea where this came from truly inspired thank you to everyone hope you're having a beautiful day with love from the hills of my Vermont!
Moi-Cherie
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 3:00 PM UTC
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