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.
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
When times are hard, you might stop for a bit,
But it's not over until the moment you qui
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their sile
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
