

A Stray in the DesertI need a purpose in every way. Not just a simple stray in the desert. With choices and decision for me to say. Not staring into a coarse sea of decay.A Stray in the Desert
Just drowning in heat while crawlers crawl. Protceting their own with stings of greed. With which the strangers' unworthy sould they maul,
And no heart is planted in their seed.


Used like a hired gunUsed like a hired gun, Treated like you're cared. But when falls the sun, Uncaring thoughts are bared.Used like a hired gun
When it comes to slip away She shows me no regret And very little that i can say My needs led by a bannaret
When there is someone else I am forgotten.


The One BrownImagine the leaves when they fall down. There they sit all very still, So the grass can wear that gown Until we work our skill.The One Brown
There is always that first That makes it down, And while the greens quench their thirst, The one is brown.
The ground will be covered soon And the one will be hid. Far beneath the baracoon It will sit.


To make happyThe days go by laughing But every day i miss her more Placing on the face of smiling Making each day so very sore And though my heart keeps breaking And steps seem so very long When she is mad my hands are shaking When she is sad there is no song To make me happyTo make happy
What i want when she is here Are words that care And sent to me not through some stupid seer But by her want to share And that my words will make her happy And she will miss them when i'm not there I want to make her happy
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Caboose: I don't understand... Are Are you hungry? Tucker are you hungry? Are you cold? Do you need a blanket? Tucker do you want some hot dogs and a blanket?
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"near, far, where ever you i believe that the heart does go on once more you open the door, and your here in my heart and my heart will go on and on"- Celine Dion
I hate it when you leave without saying goodbye.
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