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Chasing Dreams and Fireflies

In this late-twenties age, I should have grown up and let go of my childhood fantasies. Perhaps, those who have the same age as mine would agree that no matter how we embraced our dreams, we ended up acting upon only some of them.

However, I could not keep myself from succumbing to my childhood dreams and memories. It seemed like I did not want it to slip away. It felt like I am still hanging on to the last little piece of the past. Somehow, there is a little child inside of me who don’t want to let go of the simple fun and happy memories back when my life was still careless and free.

There are times when I am convincing myself that Earth turns slowly even when in reality, life is so fast. I want to stay as a kid because life is so much better and my imaginations seemed so real when I was young. Now that I am older, I can just dream those memories away and run after the life filled with wonder and hope and plain joy. It’s like chasing fireflies!

This song from Owl City is dedicated to me!



Title: Fireflies
Artist: Owl City

You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
Because they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude but I'd just stand and stare

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Because everything is never as it seems

Because I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance
A foxtrot above my head
A sockhop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Because everything is never as it seems

When I fall asleep leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
Because i feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep?

To ten million fireflies
I'm weird because I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell
But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
Because I saved a few and I keep them in a jar

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Because everything is never as it seems

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Because everything is never as it seems

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams

Comments

burn said…
Remembering childhood memories is fun. It makes you happy and feels like a child.

btw,You have a very nice post in here.

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