speaking of Spring-heeled Jim

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i think i knew a kind of man like the song describes (i highly doubt Moz has ever met him though).

he works at this music mag i will not name, but the quality of it has gone down over the years thanks to the current publisher. anyway, i met him at a music festival, he had a beautiful personality, i can imagine him getting away with murder by using it alone. he's good drummer but i guess he'd have better job security by working at that mag.

i haven't spoken to him in along time (nor do i have much of a desire to do so), but i had this dream awhile ago that i met him again, and that he was older, greying, and perhaps trying to get back to his lost youth and trying to really live for once and maybe encouraging me to do so or something like that, i can't remember all the specifics of it

about a half-year later i bought a used copy of vauxhall and i, and the song brought it all back to me.

sorry if i am rambling
 
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