Well, in the end, my friend, we will all be together again
Clutching onto my hand, in a valley we'll stand, just living again
And in a while we'll smile, march on another mile

crazy_game_of_poker

My twenty thrown down in my fist of rage
and the man to my left just folded down
well Johnny doubled up with a royal flush
i had three jacks and a pair of nines
my mind is

black_rock

The black rock is where I spend my time
Writing a memory or writing a rhyme
Thinking about what is right or wrong

On the black rock is where I like to go
After

sail_away

You got nothing to do
and got no job
and got no one to lose.. yeah
and i got to find bob
sometimes this life I might sail away

it's kinda weird how shit goes

about_mr._brown

What can you say about tomorrow?
What do you know about my life?
What do you say to your daughter?
What do you tell to your wife?

Say Mr. Brown how about your d

about_an_hour_ago

There was a man on the road about an hour ago and he was lookin for a ride to New Mexico
But we was driving by way too fast to know

We got to the place on a high speed chase

get_away

Is it me or does it seem that life just carries on?
Now was it him who said that life is just a song?
Now I don't know what will keep me on this little Earth
I just might use

ran_away_to_the_top_of_the_world_today

I don't know nothing, and I don't know a thing
But if I just keep on listening then together we'll sing

I been walking for about a thousand years
And my feet are tired