I don't have a favorite song, but I figured "Mr. Tambourine Man" would be my favorite if I had one.
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Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In a jingle jangle morning, I'll come following you
Colette thought that the song was kind of appropriate, since she was aimlessly wandering like the narrator of the song was.
She had always loved the song, her mother having been a pretty talented musician, and "Mr. Tambourine Man" had been one of her most frequently played tracks. Her mother had taught her another valuable life lesson, besides simply instilling a deep appreciation of music in her.
She had taught Colette how to run away.
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Fleeting Moments
Romance"Sometimes she wishes she would have stayed. Then she reminds herself that he's miles away, and there's no turning back now."
