domingo, 30 de agosto de 2009

OASIS.


How many special people change. How many lives are living strange. Where were you when we were getting high? Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannon ball Where were you while we were getting high?
Some day you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova in the sky. Some day you will find me, Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova A champagne supernova in the sky.
Wake up the dawn and ask her why A dreamer dreams she never dies. Wipe that tear away now from your eye. Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannon ball Where were you when we were getting high?
Some day you will find me Caught beneath the landslide, In a champagne supernova in the sky.
Some day you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova A champagne supernova in the sky.
Cos people believe that they're. Gonna get away for the summer, But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning round We don't know why Why, why, why, why.

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I do have utopian fantasies. A lot of them are more - I wouldn't say spiritual, but they relate more to the imagination and the individual. But for me socialism is a way of trying to put far-fetched ideas into everyday use, trying to find a way to bridge the gap between that fantasy and reality, and reaching out across that gap to the people who can actually do something to make the change.