On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the moon.
Always keep moving, he never looked behind,
stepped to the beat tunes played in his mind.
Many wise words he sang, so lovely the sound,
composed with chords that kept peace around.
I sometimes get visions and with them shivers,
as I think of the legend that traveled this river.
I wish it were true, that he wrote such a song,
when the world heard it, we'd all sing along.
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
You told me not to fart mom,
so I didn't eat the beans.
You told me it would smel
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My m
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
