Years have trailed past like clouds over a country, And they’ll never return, for they’re gone forever, And I no longer enjoy such light endeavour As the magic of folk songs or the land of faery Which as a child filled me with wonder, Not quite understood yet meaning so much to me, And …
“911 what is your emergency?” Dog: My owner has been gone for .02 seconds. 911: Have you tried eating the couch?
It’s no news that I can trust you with my secrets Your reputation for discretion is well-known And I appreciate a glimpse into your misery Tell me just one thing and then you’re on your own Am I still pencilled in on your calendar Am I still the late night call when you got …
A friendship, pure, simple and natural.
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