It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
N
Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My m
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
I loved you,
But you broke my heart.
I should have known
That was your go
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
