Born on a Christmas day

Achin’ away like somebody’s fever
I’ve seen your dreams they’re already true
Worry away cuz you’re a believer
Born on a Christmas Day
Follow a star cuz nobody told you
They keep on fallin for someone new
I’ve seen your dreams you’re not even born yet
Born on a Christmas Day

I know that you won’t fall down
I know that you were born today

Away it goes away to it’s maker
Softly it sleepss it won’t know your name
And if you fall it can’t even catch you
Born on a Christmas Day
Package a mind you’ll always be begging
Package a mind you’ll always be blue
I’ve seen your dreams they won’t make the paper
Born on a Christmas Day

I know that you won’t fall down
I know that you were born today

This isn’t my first Christmas song, but it’s the one most likely to make you lean.

Last night party sleepin on a couch in the winter dreamland young adult climbing a ladder made at home like he stapled it himself.

Because, you know, the Italian Internet is way sexier than any other internet. (duh).

Thanks to the magic of internet browsers, the following translation has roughly been provided.

Luke Lukas “Tiny Numbers” EP (2011)

Five pearls enclosing a folk pop enchanted and thin. Very reminiscent to have heard, the Beatles, the Byrds and the Beach Boys, Air and Beck, not too subtly, yet well-tuned and capable of that impact and the lightness really rare to be without oozing platitudes and rhetoric. Shut it Down is wonderfully suspended between threads of gossamer, between echoes of Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite and carefree jangle of the La’s. Introverted Futurebrings us back to watercolors infectious immature and The Who. Electro beats that knows concilare poetically minimalist melody and sobriety Is not true and Sooner than later .

“IIII” (2009)

Airy squares and contagious. Environment brings to sixty and chromaticity psychedelic Donovan. All in strict noise climate.Copiatevi the CD and go to visit Heidi in the mountains, you will definitely goats that will make you hello.

 “Super Wurthluss” (2008)

Poor Bob Dylan would say. The folk singer-songwriter Luke Lukas expressed in these twelve songs is violently abused. Something for everyone: Kinks, The Who, The Beatles, all caught and dragged into the vortex of the imbalance and atonality. As a disc not calibrated that runs out of time. More compelling and bold of a giant lollipop that tempts you from the window of a shop of goodies. We recommend a low dosage because of the high calorie, hide it in the pantry and take it regularly if you have lack of affection.

Full link is here, where you can read about many other Lepers records that are way better than my POSs.

I am sitting on one now, and I like how it makes me ass feel to sit on it.

Today in Houston the sky thought it was the ground.
The ground must have been terribly confused.

An amazing dream where I was house sitting for someone and my cousin Josh was there.  We were watching “Star Trek” (the newish one) and we ended up sitting outside on the lawn and looking up into space and actually seeing the movie happen above us.  The music and sound effects were coming from the sound system in the house, however, and the bass was so loud that a neighbor came out (who was looking real fly too I aint gon lie) and told us we needed to turn down the sound.

Very vivid dream.

Hm!

Real