Look at all those cars, hour after hour,
day after day, lifetime after lifetime.
Tag: james taylor
“Bonny and Pablo look at the stars” (III)
“Drifting through time and space on the face of a little blue ball falling around the sun—one in a million, billion, twinkling lights shining out for no one. Here we are, sparks in the darkness, speaking of our love, burning down forever and forever. And though we are as nothing to the stars that shine above, you are my universe, you are my love. Here we are, like children forever, taking care of one another, while the world goes on without us, all around us.” – James Taylor
“Blurtso sings with friends”
Banana Pancakes – Jack Johnson
Blowing Away – Linda Ronstadt
Bookends – Paul Simon
America – Paul Simon
Brushfire Fairytales – Jack Johnson
Bubble Toes – Jack Johnson
Buckets of Rain – Bob Dylan
Don’ t Mess Around With Jim – Jim Croce
Fall Line – Jack Johnson
Feeling Groovy – Paul Simon
Fifty Ways To Leave Your Lover – Paul Simon
Forever – Ben Harper
F- Stop Blues – Jack Johnson
Gone – Jack Johnson
Homeward Bound – Paul Simon
I’d Rather Hurt Myself – Roger Miller
Leaving On A Jet Plane – John Denver
I Know Where I’m Going – Traditional
Johnny I Hardly Knew Ye – Traditional
Kathy’s Song – Paul Simon
Landslide – Fleetwood Mac
My Own Two Hands – Ben Harper
No Other Way – Jack Johnson
Girl From The North Country – Bob Dylan
One More Cup Of Coffee – Bob Dylan
Posters – Jack Johnson
Sara – Bob Dylan
Scarborough Fair – Traditional
Shelter From The Storm – Bob Dylan
Shenandoah – Traditional
Tenderness – Paul Simon
The Least You Could Do – Ben Harper
Times Like These – Jack Johnson
Traffic In The Sky – Jack Johnson
We Had It All – B.W. Stevenson
Better Together – Jack Johnson
You Can Close Your Eyes – James Taylor
Your Loving Arms – Hank Williams
Song For The Asking – Paul Simon
Congratulations – Paul Simon
Sarah Maria – James Taylor
Believe In Your Dreams – Rudolph and Clarice
“Blurtso listens to James Taylor on a foggy day”
“Here comes another grey morning,
a not-so-good morning after all…
She says, ‘Well what am I to do today,
with too much time and so much sorrow…’
The clouds with their heads on the ground,
she’s gonna have to come down…
She said, ‘Move me, move me, I’m locked up inside,’
but I didn’t understand her, though God knows I tried…
She said, ‘Make me angry, or just make me cry,
but no more grey morning, I think I’d rather die.’”