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.
We have something that holds us together,
Something that made us both better,
Som
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
have you ever had a kiss
that took you on a bliss
and left you with shaking knees
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
A friend is a person
who has always has your back,
a person
who has faith
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Shall we take Fall together,
go sifting through the fallen leaves
and gaze upon t
No other friend is quite like you.
No other friend could do exactly what you do.
