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.
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
