BVA – Class of '90

That's my school.  That's my year.  I can't believe that it's been 18 years since I graduated.  There are times that it feels like just yesterday.  Those times come flooding back when I see or hear something in particular.  Something such as our class song – "Dreams" by Van Halen.  It came on Sirius this morning when I was driving in and I played it the whole way here.

World turns black and white
Pictures in an empty room
Your love starts fallin down
Better change your tune
Reach for the golden ring
Reach for the sky
Baby just spread your wings
Well get higher and higher straight up well climb
Well get higher and higher leave it all behind
Run, run, run, away
Like a train runnin off the track
The truth gets left behind
And falls between the cracks
Standing on broken dreams
But never losing sight
Spread your wings
So baby dry your eyes, save all the tears youve cried
Ohh thats what dreams are made of
Oh baby we belong in a world that must be strong
Ohh thats what dreams are made of
Higher and higher who knows what well find
And in the end on dreams we will depend
Cause thats what love is made of

I may discuss this more later or in another blog.

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