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Posted on: Saturday, January 17, 2009
I'm not often a fan of pop.Posted at: 4:21 PM In fact, I opt for other genres. Yes, that is the best way I can put it. But through tabswolf I discovered this song. I don't know why it struck me so much and why I love it so much. It probably has something to do with the song not being about the singer being a nymphomaniac or about boys wanting to fuck her ass (isn't that why the rap genre was created?). it's about a fairytale dream, dreamt through an ordinary girl in an ordinary life, but the dream turns into a story. And the story ain't fiction, honey. Just a day, Just an ordinary day. Just tryin' to get by. Just a boy, Just an ordinary boy. But he was looking towards the sky. And as he asked if I would come along I started to realize- That everyday you find Just what he's looking for, Like a shooting star he shines. He said take my hand, Live while you can Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand? And as he spoke, he spoke ordinary words Although they did not feel For I felt what I had not felt before You'd swear those words could heal. And I as looked up into those eyes His vision borrows mine. And to know he's no stranger, For I feel I've held him for all of time. And he said take my hand, Live while you can And if we walk now we will divide and conquer this land. Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand? Right in the palm of your hand... Please come with me, See what I see. Touch the stars for time will not flee. Time will not flee. Can you be- Just a dream, just an ordinary dream. As I wake in bed And the boy, that boy, that ordinary boy. Or was it all in my head? Did he asked if I would come along It all seemed so real. But as I looked to the door, I saw that boy standing there with a deal. And he said may he take my hand, Live while you can, Don't you see your dreams are right in the palm of your hand? Right in the palm of your hand Right in the palm of your hand Just a day, just an ordinary day Just trying to get by. Just a boy, Just an ordinary boy. But he was looking to the sky. |