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 see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
How can I let go of you, the one who holds my heart,
We loved being together, now we cry
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
