The Morning falls through my ceiling...
with the weight of heavy snow...
Hey buddy,
I hope you were able to...
Hey my childhood friend,
since when we have not talked...
Beneath my will: it all lies under....
under my grave, tell me to stay...
I love how
Quickly you can...
All around me,
separated four or five to a pen...
Joan of Ark you never were
God intended something more...
That kind of friend you have
We call her kitten cat...
There's a hole in my heart,
You left it there...
So this one lady
that I've been friends with...
Sometimes It Makes Me Wonder
I'm sitting here...
All her life
on her honor...