Little feet making tiny tracks Where dirt and gravel lack Snow carpeting everywhere In forested landscapes there Small hands, mittened warmth Boots heated at the hearth Adventures were on her mind Wearing coat heavily lined Wishing to see the deer again, Suddenly, a gasp!
You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we’ll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove
You got a fast car I got a plan to get us outta here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won’t have to drive too far Just ‘cross the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs And finally see what it means to be living
See, my old man’s got a problem He live with the bottle, that’s the way it is He says his body’s too old for working His body’s too young to look like his My mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said somebody’s got to take care of him So I quit school and that’s what I did
You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? We gotta make a decision Leave tonight or live and die this way
So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped ’round my shoulder And I-I had a feeling that I belonged I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast car We go cruising, entertain ourselves You still ain’t got a job And I work in the market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You’ll find work and I’ll get promoted We’ll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs
So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped ’round my shoulder And I-I had a feeling that I belonged I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I’d always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me’d find it I got no plans, I ain’t going nowhere Take your fast car and keep on driving
So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped ’round my shoulder And I-I had a feeling that I belonged I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You gotta make a decision Leave tonight or live and die this way
I always endeavour to be serene, especially around family. It’s a balance of course between being caustic about the daily news or tolerant of all opinions.
“What’s all that racket out there? The basketball court is for practice for your games. It has official points’ lines drawn even for a backhanded drop and a scoreboard. You know I love to watch you play, and there’s not a single time that I don’t enjoy watching you dribble the ball down the court. Of course, the string netting on the hoop needs to be replaced but that’s not your fault. Now double time it over to that sporting goods store and get a replacement.”
The cofounder of venture capital giant Andreessen Horowitz laid out his thoughts in his newsletter this weekend. BY STEVE MOLLMAN March 05, 2023 12:44 PM EST
“The prices of education, health care, and housing as well as anything provided or controlled by the government are going to the moon, even as those sectors are technologically stagnant,” he notes.
“What’s more, very little is being done to address this problem, he writes: “We are heading into a world where a flat-screen TV that covers your entire wall costs $100, and a four-year college degree costs $1 million, and nobody has anything even resembling a proposal on how to systemically fix this.”
“Over time, he adds, the prices of regulated, non-technological products rise, while the prices of less regulated, technologically powered products fall.”
In the Lounge Soft slippers on my cold feet. Cheese and crackers for a treat. Fiery flames heat my space. Warm cheeks glow on my face. Phone and tv are turned off. A book opened on a blanket doffed.
“I say old boy, can you not imagine an intransitive state of affairs where social circles would drop their apparent halos and remind themselves that to taunt a person simply for having an oddity about their appearance is really bad form?
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