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.
Eyes glare of
the unexpected
staring far too long
the person that
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
I don't have a controller,
And I don't have a screen,
I don't need to be plugged
