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marrakesh




Looking at the world through the sunset in your eyes
Traveling the train through clear Moroccan skies
Ducks, and pigs, and chickens call
Animal carpet wall to wall
American ladies five-foot tall in blue
Sweeping cobwebs from the edges of my mind
Had to get away to see what we could find
Hope the days that lie ahead
Bring us back to where they've led
Listen not to what's been said to you

Wouldn't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
Wouldn't you know we're riding on the Marrakesh Express
They're taking me to Marrakesh
All aboard the train
All aboard the train

 

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world.
i hate the world we live in.
 

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Excited!


London / Spain
November 2nd - 12th
 

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reduce! reuse! recycle!


some people just need to be recycled.
 

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the times.
breanna rae.




come gather 'round people
wherever you roam
and admit that the waters
around you have grown
and accept it that soon
you'll be drenched to the bone.
if your time to you
is worth savin'
then you better start swimmin'
or you'll sink like a stone
for the times they are a-changin'.
 

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♥♥♥
i love jim sturgess.
i love joe anderson.
i love across the universe.
 

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FUCKYOU!
this is a total and complete slap in the face.

fucking fantastic.
thats all i have to say.
this is just fucking fantastic.
 

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FUCK!
I fucking sprained my ankle AGAIN!!!!

This really sucks balls.
 

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PEARL!
the funniest thing ever.

http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/74
 

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happiness.
BREANNA


Happiness runs in a circular motion

Thought is like a little boat upon the sea.

Everybody is a part of everything anyway,
You can have everything if you let yourself be.






Happiness runs, happiness runs.
Happiness runs, happiness runs.
Happiness runs, happiness runs.
Happiness runs, happiness runs.
 

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igioerjmwoig
alot of things are changing.
i just hope..
it all works out for the best.
 

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tiny dancer ♥.
"I need to go home."
"You are home."


blue jean baby L.A. lady seamstress for the band pretty eyed pirate smile you'll marry a music man
ballerina you must have seen her dancing in the sand and now she's in me always with me tiny dancer in my hand
jesus freaks out in the street handing tickets out for God
turning back she just laughs the boulevard is not that bad
piano man he makes his stand in the auditorium
looking on she sings the songs the words she knows, the tune she hums
but oh how it feels so real lying here with no one near
only you and you can't hear me when I say softly slowly






hold me closer tiny dancer
count the headlights on the highway
lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today


"What do you love about music?"
"To begin with; everything."

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Tambourine Man




Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.


 

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I am at a point in my life where those same wonderful people that make my life great.. just are too routine.
I want new people.
Not that I dont want these same people in my life aswell.
I just need people.. that.. are different.