Mr. Clive, a slick one is he!
His blood lust he did not attempt to control...

You are the morning, and to me, the evening star,
You are a burning ember, but illumination from...

Little one,
I make my vow to you...

Life was uneventful, working this busy street,
Nothing gave me pleasure, trying to make ends...

Somehow, I did the wrong thing,
And again I made crucial mistakes...

Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl,
She didn't like him, she didn't even smile...

The pristine thoughts of my monomania is an unique...
If you use acute discernment, it is a sense of...

I'm a creative mastermind,
Working as if blind...

Thunder is rolling in the distance,
I hear it, yet I don't...

Verse one:
I know it ain't an easy thing...

Henry McNeally sat whittling one evening on his...
Humming quietly, he watched the sky to the north...

First Verse:
Sitting here watching you, knowing there's nothing...