There is no way she would have known that the plastic flying pig that hung above my desk for so many years came to an untimely end just a few months ago.
Nor would she have known that "when pigs fly" has always been a favorite of mine.
What she did know is that two people who have never meet in person, (really only through flickr),
can be so alike!
Here is to thoughtful unexpected gifts!
Here is to online friendships!
Here is to you (you know who you are)!
Many thanks! :-)
WHEN PIGS FLY
Ryan Adams
I know you for a dreamer
Cause I've been a dreamer too
You got that faraway look in your searching eyes
And a heart that's steady and true
I think I know what you're looking for
In the endless blue of the sky
You wait for the time when pigs fly
Get out here somebody tell you that dreams are nothing but air
Did I hear somebody try to say
That imagination will take you nowhere
If anyone says it can't be done
As the time just simply reply
It's a beautiful thing when pigs fly
You never know and it will be
But they'll surely come around
Flashes of pink and flashes of gold
And a distant and joyful sound when pigs fly
I know for a dreamer, cause I've been a dreamer too
You got that faraway look in your searching eyes
And a heart that's steady and true
Are we suddenly seeing a dozen or more
Sailing in the clear blue sky?
The time has come when pigs fly
Yeah, it's a beautiful thing when pigs fly
Cause I've been a dreamer too
You got that faraway look in your searching eyes
And a heart that's steady and true
I think I know what you're looking for
In the endless blue of the sky
You wait for the time when pigs fly
Get out here somebody tell you that dreams are nothing but air
Did I hear somebody try to say
That imagination will take you nowhere
If anyone says it can't be done
As the time just simply reply
It's a beautiful thing when pigs fly
You never know and it will be
But they'll surely come around
Flashes of pink and flashes of gold
And a distant and joyful sound when pigs fly
I know for a dreamer, cause I've been a dreamer too
You got that faraway look in your searching eyes
And a heart that's steady and true
Are we suddenly seeing a dozen or more
Sailing in the clear blue sky?
The time has come when pigs fly
Yeah, it's a beautiful thing when pigs fly
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