"Working on a Sunday
I think I'm coming down from last night
Dancing on trampolines
The stars are closer than they seem in my mind
Higher than the moon, the end is coming soon
So don't waste the time we have here
On little things that don't matter next year"
I think I'm coming down from last night
Dancing on trampolines
The stars are closer than they seem in my mind
Higher than the moon, the end is coming soon
So don't waste the time we have here
On little things that don't matter next year"
Moon State, Dancing On Trampolines
I spent years writing and recording songs on a tape deck that I held onto from high school. Now that's been replaced by my iPhone. But I've held onto those tapes like they were long lost love letters. I taught Dylan the chorus to Message In A Bottle. I once went to Sting's apartment in New York City. And Sting's TV Guide subscription said "Sting". Sorry yo, the baby's not taking her late nap. I'm out Peace.
DZ
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