Butch Femme Planet - What Are You Listening to Now?

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cuz he's 'tha man! ♥

Originally released as "Untitled" this is "Nothing is Written"

I came home
Like a stone
And I fell heavy into your arms
These days of dust
Which we've known
Will blow away with this new sun

Queen of my Double Wide Trailer

can you be in love with a song?

Not an official video, but a haunting artistic interpretation of an achingly beautiful song.

maybe the best cover ever

New York New York -- Frank Sinatra with Tony Bennett

Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it - New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York

I wanna wake up in a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it - in old New York
If i can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you - New York, New York

New York, New York
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps
And find I'm a number one, top of the list
King of the hill, a number one

These little town blues, are melting away
And I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York
And if i can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere

It's up to you - New York New York

New York

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

so then of course i have to go watch my crush do his thang...

:awww:

hey R?? i think i'm gonna pretend Beener is the one who called & serenaded me yesterday. Yup!!

From 1973......like it was yesterday....

Wildflower -- Skylark

She's faced the hardest times you could imagine,
And many times her eyes fought back the tears.
And when her youthful world was about to fall in
Each time her slender shoulders bore the weight of all her fears,
and her sorrow no one hears, still rings in midnight silence,
in her ears...

Let her cry, for she's a Lady
Let her dream, for she's a Child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild.

And if by chance, I should hold her,
Let me hold her for a time;
But if allowed just one possession,
I would pick her from the garden, to be mine.

Be careful how you touch her, for she will waken;
and sleep's the only freedom that she knows.
And when you walk into her eyes, you won't believe;
The way she's always payin' for a debt she never owed,
and the silent wind still blows, that only she can hear,
And so, she goes.

Let her cry, for she's a Lady
Let her dream, for she's a Child
Let the rain fall down upon her
She's a free and gentle flower, growing wild.

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