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[taerowyn]

Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow, you're only a day away.

Not that I'm going to go see it tomorrow, but it will be available for seeing.

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[oonie.livejournal.com]

ahahahaha, that was the song i used to bellow at the top of my lungs at the ceiling of my apartment when i was thoroughly convinced the upstairs neighbor knew exactly where i was at any given time. she would drop things, heavy things, loudly, right over my head, constantly. so i bellowed. the very first time, tomorrow was the only song i could think of that was obnoxious enough to suit and it became a daily, even hourly ritual.

i later found out she had parkinson's and just dropped things frequently. i became her 'downstairs neighbor that helps me on the stairs {and sings horribly}'