My Universe will never be the same lol

Ever felt like singing those lines?

No

maybe not the lyrics that you would choose?

I remember thinking this exact phrase when I learned my grandmother passed away...

It never was the same after that.

I am sorry about your grandma. That can be such a close relationship. I am sort of singing the lyrics because of who I know and what I know, especially that others don't know that I know (long story)...lol

Your Universe will never be the same if you decide to take out the trash now instead of tomorrow. Sorry for trivializing it, but that's the fact. The smallest change. Any change.... CHANGES the UNIVERSE, which will NEVER be the SAME.

I also think that every new thing we learn alters it a great deal. Every new person we meet.

But I know what you mean.

Yes, I can sing those lyrics. It never will be...

Very well said, EKO!

springrainlily wrote:I am sort of singing the lyrics because of who I know and what I know, especially that others don't know that I know (long story)...lol

That sounds like a big mess!

EKO wrote:The smallest change. Any change.... CHANGES the UNIVERSE, which will NEVER be the SAME.

I also think that every new thing we learn alters it a great deal. Every new person we meet.

Thank you EKO, this is a good reminder that all it takes sometimes is the smallest change and someone's life can absolutely take a completely different course.

I'm glad you came! lol {still singing}

I don't know that song, but I know this one

All the world and its gold

You can't buy the sunshine at twilight,
You can't buy the moonlight at dawn,
You can't buy your youth when you're growin' old,
Nor your life when the heartbeat is gone . . .

You can't buy your way into heaven,
Tho' you may possess wealth untold,
An' just like your mother,
You can't buy another,
If you had all the world and it's gold . . .

You can't buy the sunshine at twilight,
You can't buy the moonlight at dawn,
You can't buy your youth when you're growin' old,
Nor your life when the heartbeat is gone . . .

You can't buy your way into heaven,
Tho' you may possess wealth untold,
An' just like your mother,
You can't buy another,
If you had all the world and it's gold . . .