undusting some long plays
just to remember how the sound was back when
back when lovers used to give Elvis' songs to their significant others
when it was 1980 and everything was simpler
back when I would have loved to live
in some little town
near the 64 road
sitting everyday near the jukebox
in front of the counter where a lovely waitress pour me coffee every 20 minutes
just to warm up what was left in my cup
somewhere where time stops and gives us freedom to dream and feel what we want to feel
why I would never know....
1 comment:
oh si...q buenos tiempos esos...me hubiera encantado star ai...oh si...X) at least we still have the music...and our imagination :)
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