Sea Level

Walked on the beach

sea level

remembering the last time I lived here 40+ years ago, experiencing Sea Level in concert back then, still listening to their instrumentals now, along with these:

It’s a lot like being little
And wanting a brand new toy
It’s a lot like being little
And wanting a baby boy
To call brother
And it hurts when you want it so bad

It’s a lot like being a young boy
Cannot make the team
It’s a lot like being a young girl
Cannot help but dream
Of a best friend’s brother
And it hurts when you want it so bad

When it’s love that you have lost
Baby that’s the worst hurt
That you’ll ever hurt
Waiting for a new love to come along
Maybe it’s just as bad

It’s a lot like being a man
With no one to call your own
It’s a lot like being a woman
Wanting a house and a home
To be a mother
And it hurts when you want it so bad

In the dreary world
That we’re living in
It’s fashionable to let nothing faze you

Yeah, you’re above it all
You’re fooling, fooling yourself
You’re living in a dream

So you close the door
You let nothing in
And yet you’re moving and not caring where you’ve been

Yeah, you’re above it all
And you remind me of myself
You’re living in a dream
Living in a dream

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