Where the light comes from
Can’t pretend to be what I’m not That just aint my style Guess I could make up a story of sorts Explaining why they shine But it don’t matter if I don’t know And it don’t matter if it don’t … Continue reading →
Can’t pretend to be what I’m not That just aint my style Guess I could make up a story of sorts Explaining why they shine But it don’t matter if I don’t know And it don’t matter if it don’t … Continue reading →
Aint no black aint no white Seems to be that way to me From the brightest day to the darkest knight Of grey in all its glory is what my world is made People say I’m colour blind But that’s … Continue reading →
Young man walking down a long forgotten road Coming from somewhere fine Fresh wind blowing Springtime blooming Moving on sure feels right This old life been treatin’ me Right since I was just begun Good times gone as ever they … Continue reading →