My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night that sounds a lot like thunder.
We don't live near the seashore, but almost every morn
I'm awakened by a noise that sounds like a foghorn.
It's louder than the sound of barking dogs at night
Or a fireworks explosion that lights the sky real bright.
A chainsaw cutting logs doesn't make as much din,
Nor did the wall coming down way over in Berlin.
A jet plane at takeoff will get your attention quick,
As will a jackhammer engaged in busting up some brick.
But neither equals the clamor from Mom and Dad's bedroom,
Worse than a stick of dynamite at the moment of KABOOM!
At last, I figured out the source of all the raucous roaring.
It was only good old Dad engaging in some snoring
Mom says: "I don't mind; it's a Godsend
That all that wind isn't coming out the other end."
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
Thank you
For loving me true,
For being no one but you,
For holding my ha
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
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 want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
