smile down on us sun, show your rays when things come undone all animals lead, us to light when we can't see stars, saturn and moon, glow for those
The ancient streets so crowded and narrow The winding stairs climb up, up high The air tonight hangs sour and heavy I'm dying up here love, lie with me
Blackberries ripe on the branches Her skin is burning, she bends to pick them Bake a delicious pie For our aching stomachs we delight Sorrow came in
Every bird fall weak on lifeless ground Every eye swelled from tears ever clear Every seed broken in Spring lived till Fall All your babies be around
We floated downstream like swans in the sun Surrounded by friends and lovers We watched on with smiles beaming so bright The river behind them, the fading
sorry that i could never love you back i could never care enough in these last days her tears fell on her pages found me out on her words i dont
here she comes breakin through my window in the early morning hours for the moment, i am disrupted but in time she'll make me smile all the wonderous
I came out from under her warm sheets Into the brisk late October If only for one last hope I wanted my time with you to be over I?m staring up into
Her window looked out on North Church Street An attic space overgrown A photobook of smiling friends Road maps, New York, Los Angeles Her walls are Mediterranean
Jesus Christ was an only child Went to the river And he drank and he smiled And his dad was oh-so-mad Should've insured that planet Before it crashed
i'm the same as i was when i was six years old. and oh my god, i feel so old. i don't really feel anything. on a plane, i can see the tiny lights below
looking out on my roof last night woken up from a dream i saw a typhoon coming in close bringing the clouds down to the sea making the world look
Salvador Sanchez arrived and vanished Only twenty-three with so much speed Owning the highway Mexico City bred so many But none quite like him sweet
Come to me my love One more night Come on Cause I don't wanna be without Without you In the air tonight So cold and strange Winter of loss When
Your body may be gone, I?m going to carry you in In my head, in my heart, in my soul And maybe we?ll get lucky and we?ll both live again Well, I don?t
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Cassius Clay was hated More than Sonny Liston Some like K.K. Downing More than Glenn Tipton Some like Jim Nabors Some Bobby Vinton I like 'em all I