Back To it Monday!!
Apr. 17th, 2006 06:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
First off, it's the Monday
Your intuition could be sending you some strong messages, PHILLIP. You have powerful gut instincts, but you don't always act upon them. Today you should try to pay attention to impressions that you receive. You could pick up on something that is happening with a family member. This loved one might not be telling you what is really going on. With your intuition, you can hone in on their situation and be better prepared to offer them help.
Next up, is
Souvenirs
© John Prine & Steve Goodman
All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colors
Are all that's left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old pawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhood souvenirs
Chorus:
Memories they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years
To get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from me
Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this mornin'
Always look the same to me
I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs
(Repeat chorus)
I start call today, woohoo! and that's about it
Your intuition could be sending you some strong messages, PHILLIP. You have powerful gut instincts, but you don't always act upon them. Today you should try to pay attention to impressions that you receive. You could pick up on something that is happening with a family member. This loved one might not be telling you what is really going on. With your intuition, you can hone in on their situation and be better prepared to offer them help.
Next up, is
Souvenirs
© John Prine & Steve Goodman
All the snow has turned to water
Christmas days have come and gone
Broken toys and faded colors
Are all that's left to linger on
I hate graveyards and old pawn shops
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my childhood souvenirs
Chorus:
Memories they can't be boughten
They can't be won at carnivals for free
Well it took me years
To get those souvenirs
And I don't know how they slipped away from me
Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see
That's why last night and this mornin'
Always look the same to me
I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears
I can't forgive the way they rob me
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs
(Repeat chorus)
I start call today, woohoo! and that's about it