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I walked and walked and walked
Till I reached the end of all I was taught
What I knew, no more than a shadow under the sun
All my thoughts, all my essence, gone
I wanted to hold on, to keep something that was mine
But of-course, drowning was way more fun
It's awaiting me, somewhere I can't see
I'll turn myself in and be anything it wants me to be
Till I reached the end of all I was taught
What I knew, no more than a shadow under the sun
All my thoughts, all my essence, gone
I wanted to hold on, to keep something that was mine
But of-course, drowning was way more fun
It's awaiting me, somewhere I can't see
I'll turn myself in and be anything it wants me to be
Suppose that what you fear
could be trapped,
and held in Paris.
Then you would have
the courage to go
everywhere in the world.
All the directions of the compass
open to you,
except the degrees east or west
of true north
that lead to Paris.
Still, you wouldn’t dare
put your toes
smack dab on the city limit line.
You’re not really willing
to stand on a mountainside
miles away
and watch the Paris lights
come up at night.
Just to be on the safe side
you decide to stay completely
out of France.
But then danger
seems too close
even to those boundaries,
and you feel
the timid part of you
covering the whole globe again.
You need the kind of friend
who learns your secret and says,
“See Paris first.”
- Truman Cooper
could be trapped,
and held in Paris.
Then you would have
the courage to go
everywhere in the world.
All the directions of the compass
open to you,
except the degrees east or west
of true north
that lead to Paris.
Still, you wouldn’t dare
put your toes
smack dab on the city limit line.
You’re not really willing
to stand on a mountainside
miles away
and watch the Paris lights
come up at night.
Just to be on the safe side
you decide to stay completely
out of France.
But then danger
seems too close
even to those boundaries,
and you feel
the timid part of you
covering the whole globe again.
You need the kind of friend
who learns your secret and says,
“See Paris first.”
- Truman Cooper
What should he do?
Anonymous Poll
20%
Go outside and yell
0%
Just wait
20%
Forget Symba
60%
Inquire with the neighbors
Frankie Sinatra
The Avalanches
Frankie, me boy, don't know
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso