Faces And Clocks, Wheels To Turn, Dances Of Rat Racers, Tips Told.
A little bird told me. Come a little closer and I will tell you a tale of love and devotion, a story of love and hate-the horns on a goat, and think about the birds and the bees. Love or hate, the flip sides of the coin, daily lessons to be learned about the levels of love to share. How much is it worth, and how to change the cycles again and again, that would be best, not stuck in yesterday. Gifts to share of love and devotion of a man for a woman to the point of parting. Time to get back on the train of life, time to turn around and make new plans, time to turn the pages to a bright day. Saints and Sinners: Rotten Apples: Battles And Wars Won.Heaven Tears:
Group Of Rescue Horses Goes Bonkers Over A Truck Full Of Apples: Battles And Wars Won.Heaven Tears:Tips and tales to share, noise to make, to to sing lots of happy songs. Dad and dead notes, mothers and fathers in the air, donkeys in hills for afterlife. Joys and pains, lessons not learn.Good times in the shadows, good times with the frogs.Third party views to rule the dazes, dances in the dark, in the woods full of snakes in dens. Sad for the failure. Hence and stupids, can not fix, watch out where you fall down. Angels and stars, dead and toast, in the end, on the other side, love and understanding, what a life it will be. Kids all over the place, spooks and ghosts. In your dreams, late at night: Adam and Eve, tricked by a snake, common story, biblical tales, in the gardens of good and evil.
Water to cross, coins for the boatmen, dragons and dead heads, valleys and oceans to crows, birds and bees, glory dazes done. Happy dazes again, joys and pains, lessons learned, frogs and fish in the water, notes of bugs and snakes. Happy for the cows, happy for the birds and the bald turkeys, saints and sinners, happy dazes again, glory dazes done. Common Walls, Jails And Prisons, Walls for knights to guard. Nightmares to deal with the fake friends that leave you to swing in the wind, happy to save their own skin, happy to keep heads in the sand. Gifts and talents runs to good look.
3 Stars, 3 Paths, 3 Cycles, Seasons In Ages. Love the stores of stories, tales in songs, over time and space, songs to delight the views, in the concerts, one last night, thanks so much, for coming to the desert. Indio grand stands, loved the purple suit, the purple shoes were the bones, honey to bees, horse and pony shows, done so well, had a blast there. Last night rocks, thanks so much for the time, Smokey Robinson, great show, wanted to say. Cant wait to see you again...
Mountains to climb, fish and frogs in the house, charts to read, how to get by, works and jobs, trades for cash, horse and phony show, horses and rat racers, gifts to share. Noses and views, from three lattes saints, sinners with labels, ways to grow, ways to see the woods. Work and views, noses to blow, lack of brains to be seen. Pages of hairs to blame, hats and wigs to wear, hats and horns to sound, wigs and caps, hair and halos, angels in the ranks. Sailors or note, sinners to date, lights to turn on. Good times, lands of snakes and frogs, jobs for cash, trading time for money..
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