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| "This, I admit, tastes so good hard to believe an end to it smell touch feel how could this rhythm ever quit bags packed on a plane hopefully to heaven." ~Dave Matthews Band |
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| "I remember thinking I'll go on forever only knowing I'll see you again." ~Dave Matthews Band |
| "I feel summer creeping in and I'm tired of this town again." ~Tom Petty |
| "All we are is wasting hours until the sun comes up." ~Dave Matthews Band |
| "I've been too long on theses islands I've been far too long alone I've been to long without summer in this winter home." ~Bob Seger |
| "A life without love is like a year without summer." ~Swedish proverb |
| "A summer rainstorm but the shed was dry with a girl from Carolina." (hehehe) ~Better Than Ezra |
| "And I try to save the time that's passing by... And if it came to say goodbye a thousand summers could never dry every tear that touched my face." ~Nikka Costa |
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