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Noelaniah



Last Updated: 9/6/2007

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Status: Single
City: city of Angels
Tuesday, July 17, 2007 

Current mood:  creative

Hey mr tambourine man, play a song for me? sing we are young, no one can tell us we're wrong, heartache to heartache we stand. No promises no demands; just sitting here resting my bones cos this loneliness wont leave me alone, 2000 miles I've roamed just to make this dock my home and just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone. Looks like the plans they made put an end to you. But baby I got you on my mind; i remember when i was young the world had just begun and they said we were young and we dont know we wont find out until we grow. You're old enough to kill but not for voting; you dont believe in war, but whats that gun youre toting?

You tell me over and over and over again, my friend, that you dont believe we're on the eve of destruction. If the button is pushed theres no running away; there'll be no one to save with the world in a grave.

Got up this morning and i wrote down this song, just cant remember who to send it to....