I have not the perfect bouquet of words to offer,
but a wonder of sincerity in my wish for you...
The alarm clock rang
and i sprung out of bed...
Mr. James Dean,
always there...
Holiness
It's just a feeling of fulfilment...
During this time of the year
There is joy that fills the air...
Can you play the memory game?
Who was wrong...
For a while
embrace...
Who gathered me
in his arms...
Free your self
Sorrow no more...
Preempted eyes that see me.
Time that really knows me...
Imagine
Ned Kelly...
Amen.....
down on Main Street...