Till the end of me. I'm gonna make you my priority. This coming holiday. I'm gonna make you my priority. . Love the things you buy. I'm gonna make you my priority.
I got no sense of time. The second hand slaps. Me, oh, so silly. . And insults my character now. For I like my. Mood to lead me. . I walk into your room.
Before our time, upon a noun. There stood still a ship. Standing proud. . She tows lines, transforms words. To be more than they are. When they are alone on their own.
Distant country. My share of the estate. Poison. . Stomach. Is filled with. Pig pods. . No longer worthy. To be called your son. But papa runs to me. .
Kids are pushing kids. Kids are pushing kids. . On down. Till they all hit ground. Parents, pick your brats up. At the lost and found. . I have given up, but I'm not giving up.
I recall the day when I was in thee. Thee womb, I could hear you so soon. I will see your face. . I liked to play alone. Never ever all alone. . My first day to school was so exciting.
Thank you. For lending me your hand. For sharing time today. For giving that idea. . That made. It a nice and easy day. . So saying now thank you. For setting all aside.
Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. . When life's got your goat now. By his tail and by his goat throat. Lighten up and gather. All those cares, all your snares.
Rowing, ringing, cares a flinging. As we ride this boat of hide. All eagle-eyed and dignified. Down the river, across the great divide. . Words beside at the highest of tides.