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Sitting still as stone watching- watching
People walking by you wondering why
No one ever stops to talk or thinks about it
-if they ever did

What if God shuffled by?
One day we might see
Doing not a thing
Breathing just to breathe
We might find some reason
But rushing around seems
What’s wrong with the world
Don’t lose the dreams inside your head
They’ll only be there ‘til you’re dead
Dream

Lying on the roof counting
The suns that fill the sky I wonder is
Someone in the heavens
Looking back down on me -I’ll never know
So much space to believe
Funny when you’re small
The moon follows the car
Doesn’t no one but you see
Hey, the moon is chasing me
I worried if I looked away she’d be gone
Don’t lose the dreams inside your head
They’ll only be there ‘til you’re dead
Dream

Walking through the wood
No cares in the world
The world SHE’S come to play
She’s all mine just for a day
There’s not a moment to lose in the game
Don’t let the troubles in your head
Steal too much time you’ll soon be dead
So play

All fall down
It won’t be so long now
Out of the darkness comes light like a flash
You think you can, you think you can
Sometimes that is the problem
Dream little darling, dream
Spinning on the wind
The leaf fell from the limb
But everyday should be a good day to die
Oh, all fall down
It won’t be too long now
Every fire dies

I find it hard to explain how I got here
I think I can, I think I can
And then again, I will falter
Dream

Oh I think I can
I think I can, I think I can
I think I can, I think I can
Dream little darling dream
Spining on the wind
The leaf fell from the limb

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"Simbelmyne. Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall cover the grave of my son. Alas, that these evil days should be mine. The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see that last days of my house."

"Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like wind in the meadow. The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. How did it come to this?"

"No usar las listas de correo para desearle feliz cumpleaños a Harold"