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I had a dream about love, oh boy... About the many times it has slept on the floor. Although it never was that kind to me, Well, I couldn't help but feel sad. It was me who put it there. I met this girl last night, oh boy... She was writing a book on how to end the war. Although her words could make me cry. Well, I just had to laugh, If only so I could sleep that night. Words have the nasty habit of haunting you in the dark. I'd love to hear your voice. ////Sweet smell of coffee Running around the house, Waking the slumbering sun. Got out of bed and served me a cup, Then looking up, I noticed I was late. Kissed my girl, found my keys, Beat the moon going out. Thought of dead when I got on the bus. Then somebody said my name And I got back into a dream//// I had a dream about love, oh boy... 9,125 days on Earth flashed in front of my eyes. Although not every one of them was lovely, I had to love them all. Now I know how many days it takes to turn 25... I'd love to hear your voice.
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 9:46 PM UTC
Sampling The Beatles' "A Day In The Life" to talk about love and age.
I had a dream about love, oh boy... About the many times it has slept on the floor. Although it never was that kind to me, Well, I couldn't help but feel sad. It was me who put it there. I met this girl last night, oh boy... She was writing a book on how to end the war. Although her words could make me cry. Well, I just had to laugh, If only so I could sleep that night. Words have the nasty habit of haunting you in the dark. I'd love to hear your voice. ////Sweet smell of coffee Running around the house, Waking the slumbering sun. Got out of bed and served me a cup, Then looking up, I noticed I was late. Kissed my girl, found my keys, Beat the moon going out. Thought of dead when I got on the bus. Then somebody said my name And I got back into a dream//// I had a dream about love, oh boy... 9,125 days on Earth flashed in front of my eyes. Although not every one of them was lovely, I had to love them all. Now I know how many days it takes to turn 25... I'd love to hear your voice.
JudeQuinn
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28/M/México
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 9:46 PM UTC
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