One of my favourite songs, Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics can sorta of scary sounding and like a song that's just made because the writers need something to sing. My friend Marina says this, adding on about how the music video on Youtube® helps her statement with Annie Lennox raising her arms, looking like she's sacrificing something to a god, while standing in a meadow with a swarm of cows. Of course, I could agree if she was talking about Marilyn Manson's version of the song, but I enjoy Sweet Dreams. If I had to point out a life lesson to the song, I would say, "Sweet Dreams are made of the years." Many of the lyrics online say "Sweet Dreams are made of this", but I think it's "Sweet Dreams are made of the years."
Sweet dreams ARE made of the years, with hard work (ugh) and little pay. Until you get your dream.
Sweet dreams are made of the years
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
But you don't have to travel the world or the seven seas or anything. If you REALLY want to have a bunch of cows, buy or rent some land, and work hard to keep crops and animals alive.
I, personally, would like to be a clothing designer, or a lawyer, or a gardener. I sketch ideas for clothes and sew, like to fight for people and have my opinion heard, and to take care of plants. The farthest I've ever been is to Paris (it's farther than London... right?) and I think there are a few more than seven seas... maybe.
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