Wake up kids
We’ve got the dreamers disease
We’ve got the dreamers disease
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| — | from “You Get What You Give” by New Radicals |
And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.
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| — | F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby |
When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
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| — | ― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast |
But I’ll still believe though there’s cracks you’ll see,
When I’m on my knees I’ll still believe,
And when I’ve hit the ground, neither lost nor found,
If you’ll believe in me I’ll still believe
When I’m on my knees I’ll still believe,
And when I’ve hit the ground, neither lost nor found,
If you’ll believe in me I’ll still believe
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| — | from “Holland Road” by Mumford and Sons |
If the reader prefers, this book may be regarded as fiction. But there is always the chance that such a book of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact.
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| — | ― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast |
With skin too tight and eyes like marbles
You spin me high so watch me as I glide
Before I tumble homeward, homeward
I know I’ve tried I was not stable
And flawed by pride I miss my sanguine eyes
So hold my hands up
Breathe in and breathe out
So love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light
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| — | “Lover of the Light,” Babel by Mumford & Sons. And if you want a good cry, watch this music video starring and directed by Idris Elba |
This is it, boys, this is war - what are we waiting for?
Why don’t we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype - save that for the black and white
I try twice as hard and I’m half as liked, but here they come again to jack my style.
Why don’t we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype - save that for the black and white
I try twice as hard and I’m half as liked, but here they come again to jack my style.
“
| — | from “Some Nights” by FUN. |
Some nights, I stay up cashing in my bad luck
Some nights, I call it a draw
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they’d just fall off
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure what I stand for oh
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don’t know anymore…
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| — | from “Some Nights” by Fun. |
