Friday, August 12, 2011

summertime









It's summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich and your mama's good-looking
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing
you spread your wings and take to the sky

Sam Cooke


but I prefer Miles Davis' version, whatever ...

we flew again and again and again .... like Oliver undr his Sky glider





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