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.
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their sile
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
While you weren't here
I cried every night.
A million tears fell,
Still,
Get that nit comb through those strands,
This lice lotion best of brands,
Naught
The joke was very funny
She laughed a lot of tears
When suddenly her eye fell out
I loved you,
But you broke my heart.
I should have known
That was your go
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
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