Hearing this song always paints a picture in my mind of an old brick apartment building, inhabited by your poetic, star eyed, free flowing types of lovely people. There are large open windows in a New Orleans type fashion, light rain fall, flowing shear white curtains gently blowing. People creating and painting and composing, lovely music from fellow artist drifting in through open windows.
Hearing this song always paints a picture in my mind of an old brick apartment building, inhabited by your poetic, star eyed, free flowing types of lovely people. There are large open windows in a New Orleans type fashion, light rain fall, flowing shear white curtains gently blowing. People creating and painting and composing, lovely music from fellow artist drifting in through open windows.