segunda-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2008

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There are no unlockable doors
There are no unwinnable wars
There are no unrightable wrongs or unsingable songs
There are no unbeatable odds
There are no believable Gods
There are no unnameable names
Shall I say it again?

There are no impossible dreams
There are no invisible seams
There are no uncriminal crimes
There are no unrhymable rhymes
There are no identical twins or forgivable sins
There are no incurable ills
There are no unkillable thrills

I'm sick and tired of bein' sick and tired
I used to go to bed so high and wired
I think I'll buy myself some plastic water
I guess I should have married Lennon's daughter

There are no unachievable goals
There are no unsaveable souls
No legitimate kings or queens,
Do you know what I mean?

There are no indisputable truths
And there ain't no fountain of youth
Each night when the day is through
I don't ask much
I just want you

2 comentários:

Utak disse...

nice...
We can't stop dreaming can't we?

Bia disse...

nothing you can do, but you can learn how to be you in time
it's easy