take_me_walking_in_the_rain

THIS TOWN ISN'T BIG ENOUGH FOR MY DREAMS
THIS PLACE IS JUST ABOUT TO BREAK AT THE SEAMS
BABY BABY, YOU AND I
NEED JUST A LITTLE BIGGER PIECE OF THE SKY
BIG HOPES, BIG DREA

ginny_the_flying_girl

Ginny the flying girl, wanted to see the world
Her parents were poor and they couldn't afford
To send her away for a whirl
She waited until they slept and into the night she cre

photographs

Photographs of long ago
The colours fade
The wrinkles show
I loved you then
I love you still
I guess I always will

Aging hearts
And shaking knees

breaking_silence

Breaking Silence

Come into my solitude
tho i weary be
COme into my tenderness
dream along with me
listen to the wispers sing
listen to the singers shou

fly_too_high

Anonymous autonomous will likely get the best of us yet
Before you disappear if you can lend me half an ear, I'll regret
If I treat you like a number
It's because I can't remem

have_mercy_love

Don't say goodbye-ye love
I've waited such a long lo-ong time
If you could see the evil days
I've fallen upon
Have mercy love
Don't say goodbye-ye love
I've f

take_no_prisoners

The writer wrote. The singer sung.
The record broke. The audience was stunned.
Some they begged for mercy, others even cried
Some fled, left for dead, some said it changed their

at_seventeen

I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
And high school girls with clear skinned smiles
Who married young and then retired.
The valentines I

old_photographs

Sometimes I feel like we've got

nothing to say anymore
We sit around
and fade into the walls
like old photographs

I guess it happens
as the days

society’s_child


day_by_day

Day by day, my-y heart
Right from the start
Tearing us apart
Hour by hour, my-y soul
Love takes its toll
More than you can know

Loving like I never want

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