Times are changing But the story’s still the same; Years to the day. I make progress With myself

If I were a Christian man, I’d say God graced your wings my… If it’s all a part of greater plan… I couldn’t have written a better p… And I don’t know if there’s a bon…

Baby doll, now don’t you cry; Let me peck your cheek and wipe yo… We’ve paid our time, a heavy price For promises of paradise. Hush, my beloved;

Bar smoke and cigarette Take form and whisper dreams; Echoes of faded memories Stitched by nostalgia’s golden sea… Dancers tap in wooden floors

There’s a bright star in the sky,… Heaven’s passageway, like what the… At least I can sit back and stare… An orange sunset that makes me ref… On the delicate life I’ve led.

Always in a rush; Single longing sigh Given to the world Of burnouts in disguise. Mask painted with a smile,

You know, that red dress is beauti… Enough to knock the red from my ey… The omen playing across the speake… Does nothing to advise The danger of giving in

From the parent body, into the ope… Swiftly flowing rivers are we. Collecting precious burdens from t… Taken beating from the rain, it’s… Does the aqua heed the call

I am not a thing of god; And his whispers don’t speak to me… I build my life with fellow man And my work will set me free. I keep my head towards the sky

A warming pervasion In the night and your head Sends you slipping through the hal… And leads you back to the bed. Your garden in twilight;