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We had a friendshipIt grew like a willowReaching down to touch the grassReaching out to touch the starsIt tickled our nosesAs we sat in the skyAnd we,..
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At night I am visitedBy the ghost of beauty's pastOh ghost, won't you let me be?You were my lover, when you were livingBut now your sweet words ring e..
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Affectionate infectionDeep inside of youWill you realize you're chokingBefore your face turns blue?Such anaffectionate infectionBurrowing deepIt'll st..
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Another project from my first year of college.
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Repetitionis a sin,Though I know not where,Or just how to begin.Nothing is easy,Or so the sparrow told,But I'd like to be youngBefore I get old.My hea..
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This lyric is about a man during the 40's/50's (Pinup girl heyday) with a few screws missing/likely very partial to the bottle, singing his ode to a p..
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It’s such a nice feeling to wait for youThe silence, like baited breath, or the silence before a stormHangs like a sweet fruit hangs on the vine..
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Scene: Evelina walks in the graveyard. She comeshere to escape the eyes of her ever watchful, uptight mother, and to let her thoughts run wild. The ni..
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I was lost, drowning in a deep blue seaNever did I know what you were doing for me.You lay me to dry in a vast desert planeAnd alone, I built up my ow..
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I think I'll take a walk todayThe sky is blue, the air is cleanAnd if I take a walk todayWill there be new things to see?They say there always will be..
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