Too young to die, but too old to survive. I've spent too long trying to write this song. The tune is okay, but the words are all wrong. Maybe it's time for a change.
Over the houses. The streets and the trees. Over the dogs down below. They'll bark at our shadows. As we float by on the breeze. . Tonight we fly. Over the chimney tops.
There's not enough hours in the day. To say all that I want to say. There's not enough days in the week. And weeks go by quicker than drunks knock back liquor.
This book deals with epiphenomenalism,. which has to do with consciousness as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence....
Beat stress and rebalance your life. Make those dreams come true. Impress all your colleagues and friends. With the brand new you. So many lives condemned for no need.
I saw somebody who. Reminded me of you. Before you got afraid. I wish that you could've stayed that way. . I saw a little girl. I stopped and smiled at her.