"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
Just for today,
Can we forget about race,
Colour, religion
If Four Is A Party This Is A Public Party
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
a
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
