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'm getting older, nature deems.
I'm coming apart at the seams.
The things that n
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
When I am hurt
And broken apart,
When I have no purpose in life,
You tell
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
If you must go, then go for a while
Remember that the first step is a hard traveled mile.
Remember when we first did meet,
our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.
Remember
