Then I hear you leave. And I'm happy. Just for a moment I'm free. Then it dawns on me. . Then our time has passed. Now it won't last. And I'm getting nowhere fast.
I've been, wondering how. It's been years, oh yes three years now. Since I have found, what I'm looking for. Since I have found, what I was before. Look at me now, I'm screaming.
Stay up all night and sleep all day,. We were smart kids with too much to say,. and so, so sure that they were missing out.. They're the ones who are missing out.
Born free, as free as the wind blows. As free as the grass grows. Born free to follow your heart. . Live free and beauty surrounds you. The world still astounds you.
Don't judge me mama. Don't tell me that I've done wrong. It's a hard business. It's a hard business to make it on your own. . Don't judge me papa. If I can't handle the things in my head.
Far, far from the light. hear the night creatures call. with a cold breath they howl. all the hollow hours. they're calling you. I'll be there. no matter what your going through.
- words by David Arkin, music by Earl Robinson, © 1956. . The ink is black, the page is white. Together we learn to read and write. A child is black, a child is white.
Hardin. . Look out my window, watch the rain.. I hear it beating on my windowpane. But it hurts me so bad,. Bet no one ever hurt this bad.. . My baby left me all alone,.
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Choking on my bitter tears, my bitter tears. Only thing I'd own fears you. Don't want you to see my tears, my bitter tears. Only thing I fear is my tears.
He's a fool and don't I know it. But a fool can have his charms. I'm in love, and don't I show it?. Like a babe in arms. . Love's the same old sad sensation.
I never had it, I never wanted it. I never had your beauty mark. Nor did I have your black hair. And hazel eyes. My early childhood was not as simple as yours set in the country.
You can go out, dancing. And I'll write about you dancing without you. And I'll shed a tear between my legs. . When you were here, I missed you. Now that you're away I'm out there without you.
When I am older than. These small goddamned hills. And there's no reason for my mind to be still. . Oh, how I'll feel like a beautiful child. Such a beautiful child again.
On the Banks of the Wabash, Far Away. Written by Paul Dresser. Composed by Paul Dresser. . 'Round my Indiana homesteads wave the cornfields,. In the distance loom the woodlands clear and cool..
If you're runnin' from your doorstep. And you don't know where to go to. Drinking rosé in the rain. Or listening to the same song over and over again.
The summer sun set a vicious circus. When shadows held the world in place. But today i felt a chill in my apartment's coolest place. Fuggi regal fantasima.
Nothing so bright, nothing so smooth, nothing so pure As my baby. All of my life days into night, all I did dream Was my baby. Until the day darkness entwined with silver eyes.
Yea. She's dancing like a crazy fool. from the kitchen to the dining room. and she tells me, 'Baby, life is way too short to be too cool.'. She says, 'When did we get so serious?.
Does a sunrise somehow give you hope. Does a newborn baby. Stir something in your soul. And can a melody. Of a symphony inspire you. Inspire you. Look around, look around.