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Life's Better When You're Dreaming Of a Transcendental World With Deliverance and Freedom Under a Sky of Neon Pearls, Where the Populace are Former Loves All Gathered in the Clouds And Lend an Ear, for Bygone Cheer So Memoirs can be Ploughed. Life's Better When You're Dreaming Of Archaic Silver Screen Parading Lavish Garments And Conversing with James Dean, Where Bowler Hats are Stock Attire And Pea-coats Line the Hall And Champagne Flutes, Say 'Fill your Boots' To an Infinite Curtain Call. Life's Better When You're Dreaming Of a Ride on the Good Ship Hope With Secret Codes and Yellow-bricked Roads And ***** with the Pope, Where Lotus-eaters Man The Decks And White Rabbits Scale the Mast We'll Sail Away, On a Tranquil Day And Pervade the Ocean Vast. Life's Better When You're Dreaming Of Unblemished Skin and Bone On a Bed of Fragrant Petals On which Countless Seeds are Sewn, Where Laborious Figures Embrace as One Compelling Magnets to Concede And Music will, Amuse them 'till They Repeat the Final Scene. Life's Better When You're Dreaming That all the World's a Stage And that Pair are a Distant Footnote On the Thirty Thousandth Page, Where the Cast are Poised in Waiting And the Finale is About to Start They Take a Bow, And this Tells Me How I Came to Play this Part. December 2010 (Completed April 2011)
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Apr 20, 2011
Apr 20, 2011 at 9:18 AM UTC
Life's Better When You're Dreaming
Life's Better When You're Dreaming Of a Transcendental World With Deliverance and Freedom Under a Sky of Neon Pearls, Where the Populace are Former Loves All Gathered in the Clouds And Lend an Ear, for Bygone Cheer So Memoirs can be Ploughed. Life's Better When You're Dreaming Of Archaic Silver Screen Parading Lavish Garments And Conversing with James Dean, Where Bowler Hats are Stock Attire And Pea-coats Line the Hall And Champagne Flutes, Say 'Fill your Boots' To an Infinite Curtain Call. Life's Better When You're Dreaming Of a Ride on the Good Ship Hope With Secret Codes and Yellow-bricked Roads And ***** with the Pope, Where Lotus-eaters Man The Decks And White Rabbits Scale the Mast We'll Sail Away, On a Tranquil Day And Pervade the Ocean Vast. Life's Better When You're Dreaming Of Unblemished Skin and Bone On a Bed of Fragrant Petals On which Countless Seeds are Sewn, Where Laborious Figures Embrace as One Compelling Magnets to Concede And Music will, Amuse them 'till They Repeat the Final Scene. Life's Better When You're Dreaming That all the World's a Stage And that Pair are a Distant Footnote On the Thirty Thousandth Page, Where the Cast are Poised in Waiting And the Finale is About to Start They Take a Bow, And this Tells Me How I Came to Play this Part. December 2010 (Completed April 2011)
The line 'All the world's a stage' is taken from 'As You Like' by William Shakespeare
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Apr 20, 2011
Apr 20, 2011 at 9:18 AM UTC
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