July 22, 2007

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Do You Ever Wish

Do you ever wish To paint your life In black and white, And hang some sad nostalgic music in the back, And put it on a TV screen For men in future years to see And say, “This must have been The way things used to be …” Do you ever walk the street And […]

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July 11, 2007

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Creator

Neath a shrouded midnight star, Blinded by the blackened road, Riding endlessly and far Where the wind is hard and cold, By the river, long and deep, Where the wicked willows blow, Ill with pain and wanting sleep Where the frozen waters flow, Rider of the raging sea Roamer where the rivers roll, Weaver of […]

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