When pictures aren't perfect anymore
And you fall in love with a whore
When water freezes in the earth's core
And gulls die on a sea-shore
When you're just about twenty-four
And your dreams refuse to soar
Don’t lose heart…
'Cause there must be an unlocked door
That leads to your mom’s bedtime lore.
nice one. hope to find that unlocked door...but might give the bedtime lore a miss ! :)
ReplyDeletethanks :) won't going back to bed-time stories just an act of escapism? i feel it is.
ReplyDeletegood one... really nicely put...
ReplyDeletehey... thanks a lot :)
ReplyDeleteThis brings an optimistic dream to people like me
ReplyDeletewell, good if u interpret it that way... but pls refer to my reply to chatterbox...
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