It's funny how your dreams change as you're growing old
You don't wanna be no spaceman you just want the gold
All the dream stealers are lying in waitBut if you wanna be a spaceman it's still not too late
Well it's alright, it's alright
Who are you and me to say what's wrong and what's right
Do you still feel like me
We'll sit down here and we shall see
We can talk and find common ground
And we can just forget about feeling down
We can just forget about life in this townI've more or less moved to livejournal. And it's locked. :)
But if you just want to know about my life read my twitter! Should be sufficient seeing as how I'm addicted to it