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.
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
What we have is something new,
Our love for each other has always been true.
We m
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
I'm getting older, nature deems.
I'm coming apart at the seams.
The things that n
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
There's none to compare to you,
When we're apart I feel so blue.
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