We set off that day, Shaking all the way, Would your mother speak to us...
Within the struggle I’m finding peace Here in the madness I am released Upon the...
Sometimes i wonder who's making love to you now Now that it's been so long...
It's not the way the day draws in that I think this or the way...
While you're strolling down the fairway Showing no remorse Glowing from the poisons They've sprayed...
1. In the Spring of Forty-seven So the story, it...
Found your heart And lost your lover Lick your wounds...
In the overcrowded cities where the nights are bright as...
I saw her first in a beggar's game Her eyes...
Shallow rivers run between us Where a stone may never...
Down the road Down the road Got a little pretty...
Here is a poem That my lady sent down Some...
The higher you climb, The more that you see. The...
A. summer Late in the summer When the cottonwood dies...
If i could ever say it right And reach your...