autumn fades to reveal truth-reality,. ties that bind the past unveil at. seam, i've traveled through the years. with naive touch and palettes so. bright, i've faced the forks and.
So you noticed that your city changed. The old familiar roads now seem so strange. Can you belive that there's paint on the walls. Kids are murdered in the high school halls.
You're so cold. Trapped inside. Your private hell a slave to need. I don't know. What it's like. To be most likely to succeed. . Only your boyfriend uses you said, black resin.
Another penny. I would have another Jill. I would make the piper play. The bonny lass of Byker Hill. . Byker Hill and Walker Shore. Collier lads for ever more (2x).
As I went out by Huntley town one evening for to fee. I met with Bogey O' Cairnie and with him I did agree. To ride his still best horses or cart or harrow or plow.
It's time to put down your easy bake oven. And all your other little girl things. Big girls don't play with toys. At least that's what it says in this magazine.
Somewhere down on highway 51. Been thinkin' about you for so long. Can't seem to count the endless miles. Or the times I've missed your smile. . But then you were so very young.
Issues of the day. Have become the latest craze. Propaganda wastes your time. And warps your mind. Tell me what you'll find. . When you investigate. Intimidate, eliminate your friends.
Someone here is a two face liar. Spreading gossip like an old town crier. bent on revenge, squeeking like a rusty hinge. How could you never stop and think we'd notice.
I was laying in bed one night and I said,. "I'll just quit, to hell with it.". Another voice in me said, "Don't quit.. Save that tiny little ember. That spark..
Sometimes I feel like a dog,. got no place to run. I feel all alone,. my only friend is my gun. . So I get up everyday,. and I stand up and I fight. they say I'm a crazy man,.
is there a place to go where a little girl might never have to know?. and is there a time of night when she'll ever feel it's safe to dim the light?. i know some things i'd rather not,.
As i walked to kendall square,. and crossed the river basin there,. the charles was black, the sky was blue,. the view was old, the bridge was new.. and past the flow's constricted mouth,.
There was a resolution pending. On the United Nations floor. In reference to the question. What's a peace keeping force for?. . Who believed it would be solved in a day?.
All the time you were keeping me straight. I was bleeding powers. In my mind it was never too late. And the days were hours. Sure the waves still make spray.
Had we never come across the vastness of pavement. The barrenness of waves and the grayness of the sea. Never lost or ne'er been misguided. We'd have ne'er reached seas so shining.
I had a golden ring and I kept it with golden things. In the Bank of a Million Dreams that was bursting at all the seams. I had a golden ring, it was such an important thing.