sometimes i wish i was eight years old again. i wish i could be that free, that unfettered and unmarred, that pure. so blank and untouched, yet still so purely me. i wish i could have that vision again.
"and now the sun's coming up.
i'm riding with lady luck.
freeways cars and trucks,
stars beginning to fade.
and i leave the parade,
just a-wishing...
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Aw, shucks. Thanks. That made me smile, and I've needed a bit more of that today.
:: drink too much this weekend. cheers! mazoltov! ::
I'll tip one for you, if I can afford it