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"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams."

something that u show tread to me.It'smake me phenomenon.

--What's Up--

Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination

And I realized quickly when I knew I should
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
For whatever that means

And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar

And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?

And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?

ooh, ooh ooh..

and I try, oh my god do I try
I try all the time, in this institution
And I pray, oh my god do I pray
I pray every single day
For a revolution

And so I cry sometimes
When I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out
What's in my head
And I am feeling a little peculiar

And so I wake in the morning
And I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
What's going on?

And I say, hey hey hey hey
I said hey, what's going on?

Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination

--Dona Dona--

on a wagon bound for market
there's a calf with a mournful eye.
high above him there's a swallow
winging swiftly through the sky.

**how the winds are laughing
they laugh with all their might
laugh and laugh the whole day thru
and half the summer's night.

dona dona dona dona
dona dona dona down
dona dona dona dona
dona dona dona down

stop complaining said the farmer,
who told you a calf to be
why don't you have wings to fly away
like the swallow so proud and free?

**how the winds are laughing
they laugh with all their might
laugh and laugh the whole day thru
and half the summer's night**

dona dona dona dona
dona dona dona down
dona dona dona dona
dona dona dona down

calves are easily bound and slaughtered
never knowing the reason why.
but whoever treasures freedom,
like the swallow must learn to fly..

**how the winds are laughing
they laugh with all their might
laugh and laugh the whole day thru
and half the summer's night**

dona dona dona dona
dona dona dona down
dona dona dona dona
dona dona dona down...

"Life is a big canvas and you should throw all the paint you can on it."

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...this is me...

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