should offer him a coffee(45)
Rustle of sheets whispered good morning
The gatekeeper
shines a light to find his keys
unlocking the gates of paradise
waiting on those on the returning flight
To quench the raging fire
one must aspire to climb ever higher
unafraid to walk the wire
chasing destiny fighting fate
Yuck
what dumb luck
my dinner burnt
my wallets broke
some days just suck
To thine own self be true
I'm wondering when my time will come to either soar or lay low..
papa roach
halestorm
matchbox 20
mudvayne
six A.M
Just you and just me
sitting under that ole shade tree
sharing a cup of tea
enjoying the gentle hum of honey bees
oh dear me
iv broke the pot my bad luck
a wise man once said nothing
Listen to your hidden voice
fear that which resides inside
good morning and the rustle of sheets
better then a deceitful smile