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.
The things I've seen will scar me for life.
Growing up, I've seen wrong and very little o
I messed up today, not something I wanted to do.
I ruined a relationship by going off on
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
