From early in November to the last week of December I got money matters weighing me down Oh the music may be merry, but it's only temporary I know Santa
Love is eternal sacred light Free from the shackles of time Evil is darkness, sight without sight A demon that feeds on the mind How'd it all begin?
God and his only son Paid a courtesy call on Earth one Sunday morning Orange blossoms opened their fragrant lips Songbirds sang from the tips of cotton
After I died, and the make up had dried, I went back to my place. No moon that night, but a heavenly light shone on my face. Still I thought it was odd
Truth or lie, the silence is revealing An empty sky, a hidden mound of stone But the CAT scan's eye sees what the heart's concealing Now-a-days, when
I'm workin' on my rewrite, that's right Gonna change the ending Throw away the title Toss it in the trash Every minute after midnight All the time I'm
Locked in a struggle for the right combination of words in a melody line I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination Golden clouds were shuffling
I'm gonna make a chicken gumbo Toss some sausage in the pot I'm gonna flavor it with okra Cheyenne pepper to make it hot You know life is what we make
I registered to vote today Felt like a fool Had to do it anyway Down at the high school Thing about the second line You know, felt like a fool? People
Snowman sittin' in the sun doesn't have time to waste He had a little bit too much fun Now his head's erased Back in the house, family of three Two doin
It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor. Outrageous the crime some human beings must endure. It's a blessing to wash your face
On the morning of her wedding day When no one was awake She drove across the border Leaving all the yellow roses on her wedding cake Her mother's tears
Acts of kindness, like breadcrumbs in a fairytale forest Lead us past dangers as light melts the darkness But I don't believe, and I'm not consoled I
Once upon a time there was an ocean But now it's a mountain range Something unstoppable set into motion Nothing is different, but everything's changed
A pilgrim on a pilgrimmage Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge His sneakers torn In the hour when the homeless move their cardboard blankets And the new
from The Wild Thornberrys Movie soundtrack If you leap awake In the mirror of a bad dream And for a fraction of a second You can't remember where you
Well I'll just skip the boring parts chapters one, two, three And get to the place where you can read my face and my biography Here I am, I'm eleven
The first time I heard "Peggy Sue" I was 12 years old Russians up in rocket ships And the war was cold Now many wars have come and gone Genocide still
