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Thursday, November 24, 2005
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down in jamaica
one friday afternoon
a little bird
came with
this song and melody
she said
take this song
give it to the whole wide world
from now on, you're on your own
just remember you're not alone . . . .
can't you see that the whole world's changing
can't you see that a new day's dawning
people come
so far from across the world
i travel by day
travel by night
till the feeling is juust riight =)
take this song! and melody
make this world
a symphony
take this song ! and melody
make this world
a symphony.
i dunno about all of you, but..
i think, somehow.. i attach memories to place, to things, because.. because people won't always be here, with us.. and sometimes, when i just don't understand what someone is thinking, or when i'm just feeling so helpless and hopeless, when i can't help someone in need, it's.. in a way, a sort of escape.. a sort of alternative. to be there, just.. musing? and living out our memories again.. living out the times when we were together and nothing else mattered.
people really do come and go, and more than physically.. at times we think we know a person.. but somewhere along the road, something weird might happen.. and then.. well. i just don't know what to think.
so maybe it really is just a convinient escape.
but it is an escape. there aren't too many others.
why not take them all.
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