Sunday, March 1, 2009

And it's ironic too, 'cuz what we tend to do is act on what they say, and then it is that way...

I like...







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i walked all morning to lift my heart
cause the world keeps dancing with the paper man
i love you never talk in dreams
i always hear your happiness is real

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Do you see what I see?

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sometimes i feel so confused
i'm under the illusion that i have to choose
i love you always know the way
the way back home always is the same
oh make some big jumps, big jumps you afraid to break some bones
come on make some big jumps, big jumps life is your saulte
you hold your head up, your head up high like you think i do

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How differently would you live if you knew that after one death it wasn't "game over"? If you had, say, three lives? And after a death you could pick up where you left off...

[will get back to this idea soon]

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tick tock, this clockwork will stop
you're the key for winding up my heart

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So long ago, or like it just happened. Forever, but so quickly. Curious how looking back on experiences, or even examining current emotions, everything is composed of sets of dualities.

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hey there, sunshine in my heart
i know life is long but it goes so fast
i love you never feeling old
you never bought the rubbish that they sold

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Vin Chaud!

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come on make some big jumps, big jumps

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