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.
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
<I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
