Same Old Argument
Damn if I haven’t had enough of this same old argument Cycles circling a spinning centrifuge of endless nowhere One
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I Fought the Laws and Lost Miserably
I Fought the Laws and Lost Miserably the laws of attraction guarantee, the falling ink will blot on my trousers
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The Myth of Falling and That of Flying
I’ve stood on the edge Held my breath and tried Closed my eyes and cried Willed myself to fall or
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The Good Old Days – Christmas Vacation
I remember the falling snow Building snowmen in the yard Trudging up the biggest hill Sledding down was such a
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For Once, Can’t We All Agree
For once, just once, I’d like to see A coming together, when we all agree No skeptics, spies, or trouble
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My Gift to You
My Gift to You I’ve searched and shopped Thought and stopped At every window display Oh, the nights and
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When the Night’s Weren’t So Cold
Too many times, mostly when I’m watching Something reminds me of days long past Days when things had a different
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Those far Dark Corners
I recently had a powerful experience in my life and learned some hard lessons. 1. Don’t be too
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Forbidden Rites
Blood magick… Candles burning Circle drawn Ancient symbols Dusk till dawn Forbidden rites An unholy night Near darkness A waxing
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On The Moon
When I am on the moon, my brain game is roller coaster One minute I was building a three dimensional
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Sight Fail Me Not
Sight, fail me not, for my eyes have scanned the uppermost region of the atmosphere Rich golden rays on threaded
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Truth for Sale
Damn if I haven’t had enough of this same old argument Left wing, right wing, but from the same old
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A Love Like No Other
A Love Like No Other Moments come and quickly pass Thoughts seem to go the same way Memories fade like
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Halloween Decorations
The time has come, the time is here After waiting and waiting lasting nearly a year Pumpkins, bats, and a
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The Sharpened Curve Called A Turning Point
A sharpened curve called a turning point Things that used to fit are out of joint The road behind seems
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Collecting Wind
Collecting Wind If you see me all alone Standing high atop a place Or between canyon walls My arms
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The Changing Face of America
Across the land, from sea to sea America isn’t what is used to be The land itself; well it’s still
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