Why is it always the simple man wh… When the program calls for dying? A simple man who rarely gets confu… Enjoys a drink with friends, the s… The sound of seas, the smell of a…

Chanting winds licked flames To a frenzy as nations Danced 'round a circle. Winds carried the song Upon waves as the Piper

She’s having her party early Today Otis Cornelius Skinner’s away She’ll play with her dogs She’ll play with her cats

As a petal of a flower floats in t… They wonder where it is going, and… It has its own special destiny, Its own special future. But where it ends up,

Beware his love, the path you choo… Could lead you on a wondrous journ… If you should falter, she will be… Through joy or sorrow always at yo… But if you leave the calm and seek…

Making love to you Feels so right As they hold each other In the middle of the night Reality slips away

Who planned October’s silent song Whose rhythm is the pulsing heart, Whose melody is echo heard From lost chorale the haunting the… Of every solitary art?

It’s a thing like “Tailhook” It’s a thing called rape It’s a thing called abuse It’s a thing called hate But, it’s the strength of a woman

With rod and reel and silver lure,… Deep in waters pure. And as the b… Waters churned, he set the hook.… Rolled, the Earth it shook. A cre… Way down deep to try his best, his…

Just sitting around with nothing t… Her man’s gone fishing, the kids a… She has all her chores done, That suits her just fine, because— IT’S AUCTION TIME.

Thousands of times Over and over again Expressing his heart and mind Staying out of the summer rain Writing his feelings over and over

Across the valley from high on a m… The shadows flicker and lights dan… As the glow from the cities inflam… Her adoration of life is enhanced. As she continues to gaze at the sp…

A child... Brought into this cold world not o… Brought here to face the challenge… Full of curiosity; so eager to har… How the pieces fit together in thi…

A mixture of tears filled his eyes Tears for the end, Tears for the beginning, Tears that flowed freely Mocking his manhood

Close your eyes and listen, To the music in your head. It sings of all your hopes and dre… The things you fear or dread. It sings of all the happiness,