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.
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Don't live in anger, with fear and regrets.
Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
Breathe in the fresh air,
Put your mind at ease.
Let down your hair,
Let
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
I am broken,
Shattered into irreparable pieces.
Who is going to save me?
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
