The ClassicsOne day of grey-slate-bluish dreams, not so long ago A fellow asked me to point to him where he longed to go He said he wanted nothing more than to see the skies of paradise And I stopped on a dime right on that word, and looked him in the eyesThe Classics
He hovered there for a moment more, or perhaps it was three Then turned and started down the path into the aging greens I never would see him again, but I know he found his way And I'll give you the directions, too, if you'll hang on just one more day
See that sign? Follow the road 'til you get to Strawberry Fields Use the sidewalk but
the garden city
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"I wish the world was flat like the old days
and I could travel just by folding in half,
no more airplanes or speedtrains or freeways
there'd be no distance that could hold us back"
-"The New Year" by Death Cab for Cutie
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"Sticks and stone may break my bones when aimed with angry arts, words can hurt more than anthing, but silence breaks the heart."
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"Sticks and stone may break my bones when aimed with angry arts, words can hurt more than anthing, but silence breaks the heart."
--
"I wish the world was flat like the old days
and I could travel just by folding in half,
no more airplanes or speedtrains or freeways
there'd be no distance that could hold us back"
-"The New Year" by Death Cab for Cutie
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"Sticks and stone may break my bones when aimed with angry arts, words can hurt more than anthing, but silence breaks the heart."
--
"I wish the world was flat like the old days
and I could travel just by folding in half,
no more airplanes or speedtrains or freeways
there'd be no distance that could hold us back"
-"The New Year" by Death Cab for Cutie
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