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Collbató
Collbató (Catalan pronunciation: [ˌkɔʎβəˈto]) is a municipality in the comarca of the Baix Llobregat in Catalonia, Spain. It is situated on the southern slopes of Montserrat. The area has been inhabited since at least 4000 BC, as shown by Neolithic remains found in caves above the village (on display at the museum at the monastery of Montserrat). Although agriculture (olives, grapes and almonds) is the major economic activity, the village is also home to a workshop for the manufacture of organs.
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Salnitre Caves
Salnitre Caves
Amadeu Vives Street
Amadeu Vives Street
Sant Corneli Church 1
Sant Corneli Church 1
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Little Imperfections
by: Kelly PettitHave you ever closed you eyes Kelly Pettit & Mark Clay
In hopes that they’d pass by
Those imperfections that humble you ever time
I bet there’s times when I make you mad
Make you loose your cool just a tad
Even worse, bet there’s times when I make you sad
CHORUS
We all make little mistakes
Moments we can’t erase
Good intentions amusingly misplaced
They’re in our recollections
They color our connection- everyday
Those little imperfections
Are perfectly fine
VERSE
You left something behind
That put your day in a bind
Wishing hard you could grab the remote and rewind
You’re Human and your mine
You’re beauty and divine
You're more than I could ever hope to find
CHORUS
We all make little mistakes
Moments we can’t erase
Good intentions amusingly misplaced
They’re in our recollections
They color our connection- everyday
Those little imperfections
BRIDGE
They keep us slipping and stumbling around
But they keep us anchored close to the ground
It’s these little things we do
Mostly we haven’t a clue
They're part of what made me fall for you
CHORUS
We all make little mistakes
Moments we can’t erase
Good intentions amusingly misplaced
It's all our misdirection
To me its pure perfection
When said and done those little imperfections
Are yours and mine