Founds total 3 songs
What's Left Of Me
For thirty hard years I was a newspaperman. I made my living with a pen and a pad. God I miss the smell of paper and the ink on my hands. . Been back from the desert for a year or so.
With These Two Hands
I could roll the dice. And give you ten good reasons. I could break the ice. And pick up the broken pieces. . I could wave hello, I could raise a glass,.
When We Were Beautiful
The world is cracked. The sky is torn. I'm hanging in. You're holding on. . I can't pretend. That nothings changed. Living in the shadows. Of the love we made.
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