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| The other day a friend of mine said, he said the sun's not really yellow, he said the sun is really red I said, my friend what do you mean, You read that in some magazine, Next thing you'll say the earth's not green How can I be sure of you, when you know, The world's always changing, rearranging, Always changing, changing I said my friend how do you do, And what you're saying isn't true, The next thing you'll say the earth is blue He said my friend you're in a dream, And things are never what they seem, Oh things are never what they seem How can I be sure anymore, When the world's always changing, rearranging, Changing... It all may be changing, and we are caught up in that dream which is reality, but we are taking control of the reality and will control it. No fear. Kritts (The movie: A Good Year...Russell Crowe....yummm) |
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| Hi Kritt's, didnt see the movie but think Crowe is ruggedly handsome. Yes yumm! Funny you posted a poem cause the other day in my dazed out travels I was composing words in my head about our srtuggles. Do we have a place for peotry here? Im sure I can put it in long as people dont mind mush! LOL! That was fun to read, thanks, Nat |
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