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Lyrics of the Day - Jack Johnson
DREAMS BE DREAMS
She's just waiting for the summertime
When the weather's fine
And she could hitch a ride out of town
And so far away
Don't let your dreams be dreams
You know this livin's not so hard as it seems
Don't let your
Dreams be dreams
March 11, 2009
Free Press
I wake up on Monday,
Eat lunch on Wednesday,
Go to sleep on Friday,
And next thing I know it's
The middle of next week
And I am shaking mothballs
Out of the winter clothes
I stored for the summer
Five minutes ago,
Because snowstorms follow
The fourth of July
Faster than faxes,
Faster than e-mail,
Faster, maybe, than the speed of light.
You want to slow down time?
Try root canal.
Try an MRI.
Try waiting for the report on the biopsy.
Or try being a child on a rainy morning
With nothing to do,
Wishing away the hours, the days, the years,
As if there will
Always
Always
Always
Be more.
Excerpted from I'm Too Young to be Seventy by Judith Viorst Copyright c2005 by Judith Biorst