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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=79249" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Coastal Confessions</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well I'm a tidal pool explorer<br>From the days of my misspent youth.<br>I believe that down on the beach<br>Where the sea gulls preach<br>Is where the Chinese buried the truth.<br>So I dig in the sand<br>with my misguided hands<br>and if I dig deep enough<br>Hell I just might dig it up.<br>Talking about treasure<br>Talking about pleasure<br>Talking about love<br>Now I'm a reader of the night sky<br>And a singer of inordinate tunes.<br>That's how I float across time<br>Living way past my prime<br>Like a long lost baby's balloon.<br>So I hang on to the string<br>Work that whole gravity thing<br>But when my space ship goes pop<br>Back to the earth I will drop<br>Into the sea<br>Or the limbs of a tree<br>Or the wings of my love<br>And I don't know what I'm supposed to do<br>Maybe invent me a story or two<br>I've got coastal confessions to make<br>How bout you<br>How bout you<br>They say that time is like a river<br>And stories are the key to the past<br>But now I'm stuck in between<br>Here at my typing machine<br>Trying to come up with some words that will last.<br>It's so easy to see that we live history<br>And if I just find the beat<br>I know I land on my feet<br>I always do<br>Hadn't got a clue<br>Does it comes from above.<br>And I don't know what I'm supposed to do<br>Maybe invent me a story or two<br>I've got coastal confessions to make<br>How bout you<br>How bout you<br>Let's go to church, Sonny...<br>(Bridge)<br>So bless me father, yes I have sinned.<br>Given the chance I'll probably do it again<br>I don't need absolution<br>Just a simple solution will do.<br>So let's talk about the future<br>Or the consequences of my past<br>I've got scars, I've got lines<br>I'm not hard to define<br>Just an altar boy coverin' his ass.<br>I know I can't run and hide<br>But just hang on for the ride<br>There will be laughter and tears<br>As we progress through the years<br>But still it's fun<br>Hey I'm not done<br>Gonna dance 'til I fall<br>And I don't know what I'm supposed to do<br>Maybe have me a boat drink or two<br>It's just the coastal confessions I hear<br>Tell the truth<br>Tell the truth<br>I've got some coastal confessions to make<br>How 'bout you, how 'bout you, how 'bout you, how 'bout you<br>And you, and you, and you<br>42 years since my last confession<br>Well father, do you have the rest of the week?<br>Let's get started<br>I had impure thoughts<br>I smoked some pot<br>Stole some peanut butter<br>Father, wake up.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Jimmy Buffett - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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From the days of my misspent youth.
I believe that down on the beach
Where the sea gulls preach
Is where the Chinese buried the truth.
So I dig in the sand
with my misguided hands
and if I dig deep enough
Hell I just..."></div>
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