watch rising moon over darkened vale take your leave beside me and share this silent peace let your soul be free take pleasure from the light the disco ball will find you
in my street lived old man taylor, they say he spent his life on the boats as a sailor, bent and gnarled, like an old tree root, he'd sit on his porch and on his ol' pipe he'd toot,
unless i am sorely mistaken all the best one have been taken you wait for just one moment more then its gone...sods law why do you always wait far too long only to find the best ones gone
i was scared of feeling empty and alone like a child crying inside lost from his mother living in fear and trying to attone for cruel acts done by one to another
why are we here, where do we go who will we meet and what will we know what brings us joy and what brings us pain when did the flowers know they'd need rain
