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 mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
As long as the birds are singing,
As long as the fish can swim,
As long as the su
Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but be
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
