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Always have loved this song!!!

The Autumn Leaves -- Nat "King" Cole

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear ol' winters song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet:

Remembering our old close family friends, Dr. and Mrs. Richard Roppel (both now deceased). Mrs. Roppel had a music box that played this song and as a child, I was mesmerized by it. When we'd visit them, I would always ask to see and hear "the music box". I have always remembered Mrs. Roppel and thought of her when I'd hear this song. It's funny how we remember people and things in our lifetimes. :heartbeat:

The Windmills of Your Mind -- Henry Mancini

Round
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half-forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along a shore
And leave their footprints in the sand
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And the fragment of a song
Half-remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over
You were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair

Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind

~Theo~ :winky::heartbeat::listening::bouquet:

One of my favorite playlists with all manner of Lizzo, Mary J., Pink, Fka Twigs, Joan Osborne, Indigo Girls, Solange, and Cardi B.

It's called "Bad Bitches Getting Shit Done".

Sting - Moon Over Bourbon Street