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Thursday Inspiration #202 Birds

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Respond to this challenge, by either using the prompt word bird, or going with the above picture, or by means of the song ‘Morning Has Broken’, or by going with another song by Cat Stevens, or anything else that you think fits.  

David introduced this song to me not that long ago and I absolutely can’t get enough of it.

Lyrics

Oh little bird
Sitting on a powerline
Sweet little thing

Don’t you know you caught my eye
Well spread your wings and come over to me
I said spread your wings and come over to me

Oh little bird
Did you hear the song of mine
Spitting up words
Taunted blood and wine
Well it tells of my love
But you dont need the pain of mine
Yes it tells of my love
But you dont need the pain of mine

When your bones feel hollow
Do you tremble do you shake
Do you cry when youre all alone
Do you scream out loud
I can show you how little birdie
If you show me home
When your bones feel hollow
When you tremble you shake
Do you cry when Youre all alone
Can you scream out loud
I can show you how
Little birdie if you show me home

Sing whoa whoa whoa whoa

Oh little bird
Did you hear the sorrow I
Hold in my heart
Which is buried deep inside

Sing it aloud and sing it to me
I said sing it aloud and sing it to me

Say whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa

Do your bones feel hollow
Do you tremble do you shake
Do you cry when you’re all alone
Do you scream out loud
I can show you how
Little birdie if you show me home
Do your bones feel hollow
Do you tremble do you shake
Do you cry when you’re all alone
Do you scream out loud
I can show you how
Little birdie if you show me home

Do your bones feel hollow
Do you tremble do you shake
Do you cry when you’re all alone
Can you scream out loud
I can show you how
Little birdie if you show me home

Do your bones feel hollow
Do you tremble do you shake
Do you cry when you’re all alone
Can you scream out loud
I can show you how
Little birdie if you show me home

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Alex Cote / Griffin Sherry / Max Davis / Mikaela Davis / Sean McCarthy

Little Bird lyrics © Royalty Network

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Thursday Inspiration #188 Pump It Up

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The themes are heaven and Pump It Up

Watch for me

If I could wish for just one thing
it’d be for a large balloon
I’d use my strength to pump it up
and get to you real soon.

Someone told me just today
that there is just one path
to Heaven as our God proclaims
eliminates all wrath.

And so I take my big balloon
and bounce and hop real high
’cause I know you’re in heaven now
and I can reach the sky

So watch for me if you can
through sunlight and some clouds
and I’ll be shouting out your name
I’ll make sure I scream real loud!

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

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Thursday Inspiration #173 Don’t Let the Sun Catch You Crying

Jim is the host of Thursday Inspiration: https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2022/09/01/thursday-inspiration-173-dont-let-the-sun-catch-you-crying/

Respond to this challenge, by either by using the prompt word broken, or going with the above picture, or by means of the song ‘Don’t Let the Sun Catch You Crying’, or by going with another song by Gerry & The Pacemakers, or anything else that you think fits.  

Lyrics

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don’t know where it goes
But it’s home to me, and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one, and I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone
I walk alone, I walk a-

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes, I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then, I walk alone

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

I’m walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the borderline
Of the edge, and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What’s fucked up, and everything’s alright
Check my vital signs
To know I’m still alive, and I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone
I walk alone, I walk a-

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes, I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then, I walk alone

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, I walk alone, I walk a-

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one, and I walk a-

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes, I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then, I walk alone

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Billie Joe Armstrong / Tre Cool / Mike Dirnt

Boulevard of Broken Dreams lyrics © W.b.m. Music Corp., Green Daze Music

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Thursday Inspiration: Cold

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Jim is the host and gave us this picture and the word, cold. Here goes…

Poor, cold cat (Cat in the Hat fan fiction)

And now he was back. The Cat in the Hat
And even though cold, he ne’r worried bought that
He worried ‘bout green cheese and even green eggs
He worried ‘bout spiders and all of their legs
He came well prepared, that Cat in the Hat
He came with some bug spray and his big baseball bat
He told the kids stories that his pop told him
Even ‘bout working, which sometimes were grim
But he smiled and nodded to keep the mood light
Or else these two kids would end up in a fight
Then mom would be mad that the Cat came to call
She’d make him leave quick with his stories and all
She’d make him run far and tell him not to come back
‘Cause common sense manners their mom did not lack
She’d tell him to stay away far from her house
“I’ll call the police! You dirty old louse!”
So the cat kept on walking, even now in the snow
‘Cause home was the only place he knew to go. 

©2022 CBialczak Poetry

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Thursday Inspiration #148 Looks Like We Made It

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Respond to this challenge, by either by using the prompt word made, or going with the above picture, or by means of the song ‘Looks Like We Made It’, or by going with another song by Barry Manilow, or anything else that you think fits.

I had never heard this song before but I thought it was pretty good…

“American Made”

It ain’t the money
It ain’t the fame
It’s a couple hundred folks like me out there
Screaming my last name
It ain’t the record sales
It’s my voice in the whipper wheels
200 years down a long dirt road
Where there used to be a moonshine still

American made
Professional grade
Yeah I’m built Ford tough
Ain’t much shit I can’t take
I got scars on my skin like my Chevy has dents
Getting covered in mud every damn weekend
I’m 10 foot tall
And American made

Red bone on the porch
Shotgun on the floor
With the safety turned off
And a lock screen door
You don’t wanna come
Snooping around my place
In the middle of nowhere surrounded by
Good ole boys in 4 wheel drives
That get down and dirty
But still sing Amazing Grace

American made
Professional grade
Yeah I’m built Ford tough
Ain’t much shit I can’t take
I got scars on my skin like my Chevy has dents
Getting covered in mud every damn weekend
I’m 10 foot tall
And American made
I’m 10 foot tall
And American made

Flag pole in the front yard flies with pride
Of the freedom of the place where I reside
And I clean up nice for church
Every Sunday
And we drop at half mass and bow our heads
For the good ones gone ’cause we all bleed red
When it’s said and done I’ll be in Heaven
Fishing up in the shade

American made
Professional grade
Yeah I’m built Ford tough
Ain’t much shit I can’t take
I got scars on my skin like my Chevy has dents
Getting covered in mud every damn weekend
I’m 10 foot tall
And American made
I’m 10 foot tall
And American made
I’m 10 foot tall
And American made