I want things that are real. Like rocks and tree bark.
I want a girl who wears overalls in the middle of the city.
I want to record an album of lullabyes, old dark Irish folk songs about unrequited love and hangings, sung sweetly and quietly and a little out of tune.
I want my house to smell like fresh ground coffee beans.
Is that too much to want? I mean, really?
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Seems reasonable.
But, I am hoping that you don't actually want a girl who wears over-alls and that the over-alls are just symbolic of wanting a little bit of the country in the city.
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