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Wednesday, November 15, 2006
And all of your dreams Are washed in the sand ...
"Uno no aprecia muchas de las cosas de la escuela hasta que se hace mayor. Pequeñas cosas como que te azote todos los días una mujer de mediana edad, cosas por las que más adelante pagas un buen dinero" (Emo Phillips)
OASIS | D'Yer Wanna Be A Spaceman? Lyrics
I haven't seen your face round Since I was a kid You're bringing back those memories Of the thing that we did You're hangin round And climbing trees Pretending to fly D'Yer wanna be a spaceman And live in the sky
You got how many bills to pay And how many kids And you forgot about The things that we did The town where we're living Has made you a man And all of your dreams Are washed in the sand
Well it's alright It's alright Who are you and me to say What's wrong and what's right Do you still feel like me We sit down here And we shall see We can talk And find common ground And we can just forget About feeling down We can just forget About life in this town.
It's funny how your dreams Change as you're growing old You don't wanna be no spaceman You just want gold Dream stealers Are lying in wait But if you wanna be a spaceman It's still not too late
Well it's alright It's alright Who are you and me to say What's wrong and what's right Do you still feel like me We sit down here And we shall see We can talk And find common ground And we can just forget About feeling down We can just forget About life in this town.
It's funny how your dreams Change as you're growing old You don't wanna be no spaceman You just want gold Dream stealers Are lying in wait But if you wanna be a spaceman It's still not too late
Well it's alright It's alright Who are you and me to say What's wrong and what's right Do you still feel like me We sit down here And we shall see We can talk And find common ground And we can just forget About feeling down We can just forget
2 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Recordarme "Academia Rushmore" en un día tan gris como el de hoy, es un golpe bajo, Mycroft.
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2 comments:
Recordarme "Academia Rushmore" en un día tan gris como el de hoy, es un golpe bajo, Mycroft.
Max Fischer rulez!!!
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