Yo I could strike physically or mentally or. I exist in you, I'm wit' you get your sense of the call. I have no sense of humor, I vent, you must. Stay the fuck out of my way, I'm too much.
It's not how long we held each other's hand. What matters is how well we loved each other. It's not how far we travelled on our way. Of what we found to say.
Who comes this night, this wintry night,. As to the lowly manger?. The Shepards and the Kings did come. To welcome in the stranger.. . Who sends this song upon the air,.