A Thought's An Idea...

woop-shop, shang-a-lang, got a gold Cadillac
and I got your money, honey
and a jukebox in the back

baby, baby,
how does it feel
got your money, and your automobile
 
There's more than one way home
Ain't no right way, ain't no wrong
And whatever road you might be on
You find your own way 'cause there's more than one way home
 
Rain came pouring down when I was drowning
That's when I could finally breathe
 
The thump of the red blooded heart
Is trumped by the art of war
Try the truth and test it before
You lose sight of the shore
 
You don't tug on superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off that old lone ranger
And you don't mess around with Jim
 
I still feel you, now and then
Slow like pseudo-ephedrine
When you see me, will you say I've changed
I ride the subway, read the signs
I let the seasons change my mind
I love it here since I've stopped needing you
 
Baby, you make my love come down, come down
Make it come all the way down
You make my love come down, ooh
 
When the stars are the only things we share...


will you be there?

:magic:
 
"that is Deneb. Altair....Vega"
you say, pointing at The Summer Triangle.
 

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