Thursday, May 10, 2007

How Can I Get Red Of My Cats Gingivitis

...!!!

I now believe that rock'n'roll can stop traffic. And I also believe that a song can change the world, even if the world can understand everything that is in the heads and hearts of everyone.
Then sometimes I go down the stairs with my bike and fly towards a small goal. And I realize that in my short life I have not seen nor had a penny of what you sing the songs. And trust me when I say that "it is only a second, this time will pass" ... I trust when I say you'll change some things. That even if does not fit, I know you've tried us, and since I grew up with you and with you I learned a semblance of life, I will always believe. Some say that rock should not be taken too seriously, and I think it's only a middle ground between what is life and what we want it to be ... Rock theater is imagination, the hands of a newborn baby ... and that I heard you sing.
In life I know I should forget, leaving behind millions of things, and I know I take so many narrow, with the vehemence and strength to those who chose to decide for himself what will be his fate.
Like you, I believe there is God above us, and I think we need him to account for a lot of things before it's all here, disappears. I have faith, and I think nothing can never scratch.
I also believe in love and everything it brings.
I think more than anything in the music, that nothing can ever erase from my head.
I believe that "God has taken your soul and she did sing," for me and all those who believe that there is some divine the mysterious sounds of the world ...
and I thank you, perhaps never enough ...
Happy Birthday Bono ...


And your heart beats so slow

Through the rain and fallen snow Across the fields
of mourning
To a light that's in the distance
Oh, do not sorrow, no do not weep
For tonight at last I am coming home
I am coming home

U2 - A Sort Of Homecoming

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