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.
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their sile
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly
How can I let go of you, the one who holds my heart,
We loved being together, now we cry
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Live as the sun shines in the sky.
Live as high as the birds can fly.
Live as the
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
