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Never Forget Part 1
He came into the bar one thursday,he never told me his name.
But I asked what'll it be,he said whiskey,give me two of the same.
One for me and one for my brothers,who were left behind.
He said God only knows why I made it home alive,
I guess it wasn't my time.
Well he sat for awhile and nursed his drink,then he looked
me in the eye's.
Said son whadda ya know about the cost of freedom and the
will to survive and then he said.....
I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin' here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise a glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom....
is never really free.
He lit a cigarette and his hand started shaking,he said
shrapnel from '69.
He said the fire fight lasted through the night,and he almost
lost his mind.
Said I had a brother who died in Korea,and that was why I
joined the Corps.
He said man I was full of anger,I was so young,I wanted to
settle the score.
He said he did three tours and finally had enough,but back in the world he felt so alone.
Said he couldn't understand how a jungle in Vietnam could
somehow feel like home,and then he said....
I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise your glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom....
is never really free.
But I asked what'll it be,he said whiskey,give me two of the same.
One for me and one for my brothers,who were left behind.
He said God only knows why I made it home alive,
I guess it wasn't my time.
Well he sat for awhile and nursed his drink,then he looked
me in the eye's.
Said son whadda ya know about the cost of freedom and the
will to survive and then he said.....
I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin' here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise a glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom....
is never really free.
He lit a cigarette and his hand started shaking,he said
shrapnel from '69.
He said the fire fight lasted through the night,and he almost
lost his mind.
Said I had a brother who died in Korea,and that was why I
joined the Corps.
He said man I was full of anger,I was so young,I wanted to
settle the score.
He said he did three tours and finally had enough,but back in the world he felt so alone.
Said he couldn't understand how a jungle in Vietnam could
somehow feel like home,and then he said....
I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise your glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom....
is never really free.
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
This song is dedicated to the men and women of our armed forces who have served in times of war past and present.To the POW's and those still MIA.To those who made the ultimate sacrifice with their lives.And to their families who wait and pray for their return.Never Forget Part 2
He got off his barstool and he walked to the jukebox,and he
dropped a quarter in.
He played a song from 1968,an he waited for it to end.
He said that's the same song that I heard the day they sent
us over their.
Man we were young and full of pride,but inside we were scared.
'Cause all I had were my brothers and all they had was me.
Side by side we fought and so many died,man the horror's we
did see.
We were tired and hungry,and scared as hell but we never gave
up the fight.
That's why i'm hear to raise my glass and honor them tonight.
And then he said...
I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise a glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom...
Is never really free.
Well a few weeks passed,he didn't come back in,and I figured
he'd moved away.
Then I saw his picture in the paper,they had his funeral today.
Said he wore his dress blues,there was an honor guard,they gave the flag to his wife.
Well he never told me his name but i'll say a prayer for that Marine
who shared with me his life.
And i'll make a toast to his brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
And i'll raise a glass to my freedom and how they died for you
and me.
And i'll never forget that old devil dog who said freedom....
is never really free.
dropped a quarter in.
He played a song from 1968,an he waited for it to end.
He said that's the same song that I heard the day they sent
us over their.
Man we were young and full of pride,but inside we were scared.
'Cause all I had were my brothers and all they had was me.
Side by side we fought and so many died,man the horror's we
did see.
We were tired and hungry,and scared as hell but we never gave
up the fight.
That's why i'm hear to raise my glass and honor them tonight.
And then he said...
I left my blood and my brothers in a country far away.
And it's because of their sacrifice were sittin here today.
So here's a toast to my brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
So raise a glass to your freedom and how they died for you and me.
Never forget the price they paid because freedom...
Is never really free.
Well a few weeks passed,he didn't come back in,and I figured
he'd moved away.
Then I saw his picture in the paper,they had his funeral today.
Said he wore his dress blues,there was an honor guard,they gave the flag to his wife.
Well he never told me his name but i'll say a prayer for that Marine
who shared with me his life.
And i'll make a toast to his brothers who laid down their lives.
Who left behind tearful mothers,their children and their wives.
And i'll raise a glass to my freedom and how they died for you
and me.
And i'll never forget that old devil dog who said freedom....
is never really free.
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
This song is dedicated to the men and women of our armed forces who have served in times of war past and present.To the POW's and those still MIA.To those who made the ultimate sacrifice with their lives.And to their families who wait and pray for their return.Your Ghost
Six O'clock in the mornin',I haven't stopped thinkin''bout you yet.
Because this empty whiskey bottle by my head couldn't help me to
forget.Your lipstick stained cigarettes still in the ashtray by the bed,unleash my tear stained memories of you to spin around in my head.
I put my feet down on the floor,where you stood and told me goodbye.
And I just hang my head in confusion,I don't know if I should laugh or
if I should cry.
'Cause baby when you walked out that door,
I told myself i'd be ok.
But that was all before I started,
wakin' up with your ghost everyday.
I drink my cup of coffee in the kitchen every mornin',and i'll see your empty chair right there and the tears they always start without
warning.Your old pair of flip flops,still sit by the backdoor.And I
don't know why I leave them there,I know you won't be back to wear
them no more.The sand dollars we found in Destin,collect dust up on
the mantle,and i've tried to take them down a thousand times but there
just so hard to handle.
'Cause baby when you walked out that door,
I told myself i'd be ok.
But that was all before I started,
wakin up with your ghost everyday.
I wonder what i'll do (tell me what am I gonna do)
Now that your gone.
Lord it's been so hard to move on.
All the flowers that you planted,over time have died away.To see them
only reminds me of the love that I could not save.I lay down in our
bed,where you used to hold me tight.I put that bottle to my lips and
pray I don't have another sleepless night.I turn out all the lights
and I wish your ghost away,but I know when tomorrow comes you'll be
here to haunt me one more day.
'Cause baby when you walked out that door,
I told myself i'd be ok.
But that was all before I started,
wakin' up with your ghost everyday.
That was all before I started wakin up with your ghost everyday.
Because this empty whiskey bottle by my head couldn't help me to
forget.Your lipstick stained cigarettes still in the ashtray by the bed,unleash my tear stained memories of you to spin around in my head.
I put my feet down on the floor,where you stood and told me goodbye.
And I just hang my head in confusion,I don't know if I should laugh or
if I should cry.
'Cause baby when you walked out that door,
I told myself i'd be ok.
But that was all before I started,
wakin' up with your ghost everyday.
I drink my cup of coffee in the kitchen every mornin',and i'll see your empty chair right there and the tears they always start without
warning.Your old pair of flip flops,still sit by the backdoor.And I
don't know why I leave them there,I know you won't be back to wear
them no more.The sand dollars we found in Destin,collect dust up on
the mantle,and i've tried to take them down a thousand times but there
just so hard to handle.
'Cause baby when you walked out that door,
I told myself i'd be ok.
But that was all before I started,
wakin up with your ghost everyday.
I wonder what i'll do (tell me what am I gonna do)
Now that your gone.
Lord it's been so hard to move on.
All the flowers that you planted,over time have died away.To see them
only reminds me of the love that I could not save.I lay down in our
bed,where you used to hold me tight.I put that bottle to my lips and
pray I don't have another sleepless night.I turn out all the lights
and I wish your ghost away,but I know when tomorrow comes you'll be
here to haunt me one more day.
'Cause baby when you walked out that door,
I told myself i'd be ok.
But that was all before I started,
wakin' up with your ghost everyday.
That was all before I started wakin up with your ghost everyday.
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Posted: Feb 2011
About this poem:
Lost Love Can Haunt Us All.Sweet Lilah
She wakes up every morning with a smile,oh how she wears her mask so well.
She'll tell me stories about her life,but their are some she never will tell.
She drinks a cup of coffee and stares out the window,tells me how she came here at sixteen.
She smiles and say's she was so young and so naive,how she fell for the Hollywood dream.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
She tells me 'bout the time when she was a dancer down on the strip, say's if i'd ever saw her i'd never forget her.
She say's she's only been in love,once in her life,and that was with the pills that made her feel better.
And she talks about nights,workin the streets down on the boulevard,she say's the money never lasts as long as the scars.
Workin by the hour in hotel rooms down on sunset,and in the mornin' she'd drink away her shame in the bars.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
She tells me about the time she woke up alone in the hospital,say's they had her tied down to the bed.
Seems her landlord found her in her bathroom with a needle in her arm,she say's she's lucky she's not dead.
She shows me a picture,say's it's her daughter,she lives in Portland,starts to cry and say's they took her away.
She lights a cigarette and say's that was no life for a child, she's grown now, she'll see her some day.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
She tells me about the day she walked away, how she left that life behind,say's she didn't know what she would do.
She got a job workin' as a waitress on Hollywood and Vine and at night she went back to school.
Now she works as a counselor out on those streets every night,she's trying to help so many young girls.
So many of them say their thankful for the day they met Sweet Lilah,they say how much she's changed their world.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,Say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
I saw Lilah the other day,said she'd been to the doctor,she said he told her some bad news.
She just shook her head and said the life she'd lead had come back to haunt her,she smiled and said there's nothing they can do.
She started packing a bag,she started to cry,said i'm goin' to Portland,maybe I can make it there by tonight.
She holds up that picture of her ltiile girl and say's,i've done so much wrong at least I did one thing right.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
If youd like to hear this song as well a some of my others go to give em a listen and let me know what you think
She'll tell me stories about her life,but their are some she never will tell.
She drinks a cup of coffee and stares out the window,tells me how she came here at sixteen.
She smiles and say's she was so young and so naive,how she fell for the Hollywood dream.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
She tells me 'bout the time when she was a dancer down on the strip, say's if i'd ever saw her i'd never forget her.
She say's she's only been in love,once in her life,and that was with the pills that made her feel better.
And she talks about nights,workin the streets down on the boulevard,she say's the money never lasts as long as the scars.
Workin by the hour in hotel rooms down on sunset,and in the mornin' she'd drink away her shame in the bars.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
She tells me about the time she woke up alone in the hospital,say's they had her tied down to the bed.
Seems her landlord found her in her bathroom with a needle in her arm,she say's she's lucky she's not dead.
She shows me a picture,say's it's her daughter,she lives in Portland,starts to cry and say's they took her away.
She lights a cigarette and say's that was no life for a child, she's grown now, she'll see her some day.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
She tells me about the day she walked away, how she left that life behind,say's she didn't know what she would do.
She got a job workin' as a waitress on Hollywood and Vine and at night she went back to school.
Now she works as a counselor out on those streets every night,she's trying to help so many young girls.
So many of them say their thankful for the day they met Sweet Lilah,they say how much she's changed their world.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,Say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
I saw Lilah the other day,said she'd been to the doctor,she said he told her some bad news.
She just shook her head and said the life she'd lead had come back to haunt her,she smiled and said there's nothing they can do.
She started packing a bag,she started to cry,said i'm goin' to Portland,maybe I can make it there by tonight.
She holds up that picture of her ltiile girl and say's,i've done so much wrong at least I did one thing right.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,she cries and say's she's an angel with dirty wings.
Oh Lilah,Sweet Lilah,say's she's cried enough tears to wash them clean.
If youd like to hear this song as well a some of my others go to give em a listen and let me know what you think
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Posted: Feb 2011
Post CommentTo Catch Her Fall
I slipped in through her open window
she watched as I shook off the cold,
threw back her blanket,said come hold me.
Then whispered please don't let me go
She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
And as she lay there spread before me,
an invitation in her smile.
We tremble as we come together,
she whispers stay with me awhile.
She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
We wake to the dawning of a new day,
she smiles as she let's me go.
I slip out through her open window,
to wrap myself up in the cold.
She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall...
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
she watched as I shook off the cold,
threw back her blanket,said come hold me.
Then whispered please don't let me go
She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
And as she lay there spread before me,
an invitation in her smile.
We tremble as we come together,
she whispers stay with me awhile.
She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
We wake to the dawning of a new day,
she smiles as she let's me go.
I slip out through her open window,
to wrap myself up in the cold.
She say's heaven waits for her children
She's not ready to go at all
Sometimes I think she's an angel
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall...
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
And I was lucky enough to catch her fall
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
Sometimes love can feel heavenlyI Wonder
A whisperin' wind is blowin',across the fields and through the trees
As I sit here in the dark,lost in nostalgic memories
I stare out this dusty window,down upon this sleeping town
While a full moon glows and shimmers,casting shadows on the ground
Nightengales they come singing,oh how they soothe my soul
Sometimes they make me cry,still I hate to hear them go
As they sing their sweet songs,my thoughts turn to you
I smile and I wonder if your thinking of me too
And I wonder...if you wonder...about me...like I wonder 'bout you
I step out on the porch,feel the night air on my skin
I sit down on the steps,the nightengales sing again
I look up at the stars,shining bright and true
I smile and I wonder if your looking at them too
And I wonder...if you wonder...about me...like I wonder 'bout you
I walk back in the house,set the chain and look the door
I step into my bedroom,and slowly pace the floor
Love is just a myth,someone said to me
But because of you,I will always believe
The nightengales have flown away,as I close my eyes to sleep
I smile and I wonder if you'll dream about me
And I wonder...if you wonder...about me...like I wonder 'bout you
And I wonder...if you wonder...about me...like I wonder 'bout you
As I sit here in the dark,lost in nostalgic memories
I stare out this dusty window,down upon this sleeping town
While a full moon glows and shimmers,casting shadows on the ground
Nightengales they come singing,oh how they soothe my soul
Sometimes they make me cry,still I hate to hear them go
As they sing their sweet songs,my thoughts turn to you
I smile and I wonder if your thinking of me too
And I wonder...if you wonder...about me...like I wonder 'bout you
I step out on the porch,feel the night air on my skin
I sit down on the steps,the nightengales sing again
I look up at the stars,shining bright and true
I smile and I wonder if your looking at them too
And I wonder...if you wonder...about me...like I wonder 'bout you
I walk back in the house,set the chain and look the door
I step into my bedroom,and slowly pace the floor
Love is just a myth,someone said to me
But because of you,I will always believe
The nightengales have flown away,as I close my eyes to sleep
I smile and I wonder if you'll dream about me
And I wonder...if you wonder...about me...like I wonder 'bout you
And I wonder...if you wonder...about me...like I wonder 'bout you
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
This is a song I wrote about a woman who I am no longer in a physical relationship with,but who was my lover and is now my best friend.We were living a very risky life together and drug addiction tore us apart.Our love for one another wasn't enough to fight off addiction,so I made the descision to part in order to survive.We went our seperate ways and both of us have cleaned up(this july I will be clean 6 years)In our seperation we remained friends and part of one anothers support group.It's easy to turn away from a bad relationship and start over with someone new,but I have learned what the true meaning of unconditional love really is.It means loving someone enough to let them go and as cliched as that sounds it is true.This song is about knowing that you still have a connection,that the love is still there even though your seperated by miles and circumstances.the girl
the girl that walked on glass. now it is broken and she is free at last. free to travel the roads that bound her, free to travel the roads that unwind , leaving leaving the world she left behind. the girl that walked on glass , now it is broken and she is free at last. by peggy anne
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
meSave Her! (Song Lyric)
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Verse I
With leaves like wings in two-tone gloss
A stately, noble presense
You wouldn't think to look at her
She's under a death sentence
They want to cut her down you see
How can they be so heartless
Put in her place a parking lot
All in the name of progress
Chorus
That Ginko tree grows tall and strong
She's such a wond'rous sight to see
Been standin' there, who knows how long
Oh please don't cut that Ginko tree
(instrumental verse)
(repeat chorus)
Verse II
If parking lot they need to build
Why can't they build around her
One less parking spot won't hurt
Just leave her as they found her
She'll shade the cars in summertime
Beneath her lovely bower
When autumn brings the changing leaves
She'll form a golden tower
(repeat chorus)
Verse I
With leaves like wings in two-tone gloss
A stately, noble presense
You wouldn't think to look at her
She's under a death sentence
They want to cut her down you see
How can they be so heartless
Put in her place a parking lot
All in the name of progress
Chorus
That Ginko tree grows tall and strong
She's such a wond'rous sight to see
Been standin' there, who knows how long
Oh please don't cut that Ginko tree
(instrumental verse)
(repeat chorus)
Verse II
If parking lot they need to build
Why can't they build around her
One less parking spot won't hurt
Just leave her as they found her
She'll shade the cars in summertime
Beneath her lovely bower
When autumn brings the changing leaves
She'll form a golden tower
(repeat chorus)
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Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
Hope this does a bit to save trees...
Lilac and Rain
On the the outside, you look peaceful
But I see the storms in your eyes
You've got memories of broken hearts
And the sadness of too many goodbyes
On the inside you've a strange world
Peopled by the children of dreams
You've got open arms and lullabies
But in the distance you can still hear the screams
(ch)
And when you put it all together now
The mixture seems quite strange
Hot summer nights, city lights
Lilac and rain
On the outskirts of your small town
You can listen to the stories of fall
They've got misty eyes and purple hearts
And rose colored glasses for all
(ch)
But it's lonely here in winter time
And nothing ever seems to change
Long winter nights, city lights
Lilac and rain
(bridge)
So you live with the hope
That you'll someday meet a stranger
Who will take you like you've never been before
Darling, don't you know
That you're never out of danger
No matter who comes knocking at your door
So if I add to your discomfort
You know I can always go
I'll just disappear back to somewhere else
Where I can walk in the soft autumn snow
(ch)
But if you should feel you need me
You know I'd feel the same
And I could get by, sharing your
Lilac and rain
But I see the storms in your eyes
You've got memories of broken hearts
And the sadness of too many goodbyes
On the inside you've a strange world
Peopled by the children of dreams
You've got open arms and lullabies
But in the distance you can still hear the screams
(ch)
And when you put it all together now
The mixture seems quite strange
Hot summer nights, city lights
Lilac and rain
On the outskirts of your small town
You can listen to the stories of fall
They've got misty eyes and purple hearts
And rose colored glasses for all
(ch)
But it's lonely here in winter time
And nothing ever seems to change
Long winter nights, city lights
Lilac and rain
(bridge)
So you live with the hope
That you'll someday meet a stranger
Who will take you like you've never been before
Darling, don't you know
That you're never out of danger
No matter who comes knocking at your door
So if I add to your discomfort
You know I can always go
I'll just disappear back to somewhere else
Where I can walk in the soft autumn snow
(ch)
But if you should feel you need me
You know I'd feel the same
And I could get by, sharing your
Lilac and rain
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
Yet another stinkin' lost love song. This one about my troubled ex-fiance' in Georgia, who's 3-year old had been murdered by her previous husband, who also happened to be chief of police. Long story short, I held on the best I could, but she eventually took her own life in order to be with her daughter. I never wrote about that one, some things just don't lend themselves to words.I Never Hear A Thing
I've heard stories of loneliness
I've heard stories of pain
I've seen bloodshot skies through bloodshot eyes
And I've weathered a whole lot of rain
I've traveled down some windy highways
Crowded by people in fear
Where memories grow like the weeds in the park
And you water them down with a beer
But I never hear a thing
about you
I don't ever hear a thing
about you
All nestled down in a windy truck stop
Just off the interstate
Noticing how the lines on the map
Look like the lines time drew on my face
I'd like to show you the dreams I've grown
In the garden in the back of my mind
I get flowers that look just like you
Time after time after time
But I never hear a thing
about you
I don't ever hear a thing
about you
Sometimes I think that you might pass my way again
And then I think I hear your voice
But I know it's just the wind
'Cause I never hear a thing
About you, no
I don't ever hear a thing
About you
I've heard stories of pain
I've seen bloodshot skies through bloodshot eyes
And I've weathered a whole lot of rain
I've traveled down some windy highways
Crowded by people in fear
Where memories grow like the weeds in the park
And you water them down with a beer
But I never hear a thing
about you
I don't ever hear a thing
about you
All nestled down in a windy truck stop
Just off the interstate
Noticing how the lines on the map
Look like the lines time drew on my face
I'd like to show you the dreams I've grown
In the garden in the back of my mind
I get flowers that look just like you
Time after time after time
But I never hear a thing
about you
I don't ever hear a thing
about you
Sometimes I think that you might pass my way again
And then I think I hear your voice
But I know it's just the wind
'Cause I never hear a thing
About you, no
I don't ever hear a thing
About you
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
OK here it is, the first, the very first song that I ever wrote. It doesn't seem like it, (because of the lyrics) but I was all of 16 years old.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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