The Way
Where were they going without ever
Knowing the way?
Anyone can see the road that they walk on
Is paved in gold
And its always summer
They'll never get cold
They'll never get hungry
They'll never get old and grey
You can see their shadows wandering off somewhere
They won't make it home
But they really don't care
They wanted the highway
They're happier there today, today
What would it be like to just leave everything behind and go off somewhere, somewhere? hmm ...
On another note: What does the emergence of extreme right parties in many European political systems tell us about electoral change? Any ideas anyone?!!! ;(
And here's a whimsical little thought: my blog's one year old! happy birthday www.justinsnuts.blogspot.com! - go read the first blog entry haha I just did. Its good to see which parts of us change and which parts remain boldly resistant over time. ;p
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