
Its OK……. I was just playing ‘Suzanne’ by Leonard Cohen while looking through the sun setting photos I had been snapping earlier. The song said something about…’oranges and tea from China’… so I thought I would add the words iced purple cream to this one! Gill McGrath© press for the song
Category: Art
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Safe travels Lisa Hannigan
“Safe Travels (Don’t Die)”
Please eat your greens
and don’t sit close to screens,
your eyes are a means to an end.
And I would be sorry if, due to your hurry,
you were hit by a lorry my friend.
Like you always say,
Safe travels, don’t die, don’t die,
safe travels, don’t die.
Don’t walk on ice, no matter how nice,
how sturdy, enticing it seems.
Please cross at the lights
and don’t start fires or fights and
don’t dabble in heights on caffeine.
Like you always say
Safe travels, don’t die, don’t die,
safe travels, don’t die.
Don’t swallow bleach
out on Sandymount beach,
I’m not sure I’d reach you in time my boy.
Please don’t bungee jump
or ignore a strange lump
and a gasoline pump’s not a toy.
Like you always say
Safe travels, don’t die, don’t die,
safe travels, don’t die.
tonight: sunfall at 3.45pm
visit this great blog
Please go and visit Mark imgonnastudytherain
The blog is a good read…….
Landscape: I counted the trees now I count your veins….
Cherry wine- Hozier
More Hozier
a full 15minute concert
‘Cherry Wine’ Shot and edited by Dara Munnis Photography
https://www.facebook.com/daramunnis
Audio recorded live by Hozier.
“Cherry Wine”
Her eyes and words are so icy
Oh but she burns
Like rum on the fire
Hot and fast and angry
As she can be
I walk my days on a wire
It looks ugly, but it’s clean
Oh mamma, don’t fuss over me
[Chorus:]
The way she tells me I’m hers and she is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Calls of guilty thrown at me
All while she stains
The sheets of some other
Thrown at me so powerfully
Just like she throws with the arm of her brother
But I want it, it’s a crime
That she’s not around most of the time
[Chorus:]
Way she shows me I’m hers and she is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Her fight and fury is fiery
Oh but she loves
Like sleep to the freezing
Sweet and right and merciful
I’m all but washed
In the tide of her breathing
And it’s worth it, it’s divine
I have this some of the time
[Chorus:]
Way she shows me I’m hers and she is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine







