Love was lost and love was found. And when the dust had cleared and we saw through the mist we learned that lost love is isn't …
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Love was lost and love was found. And when the dust had cleared and we saw through the mist we learned that lost love is isn't …
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Neruda tells me Scotch is an artists best friend and I ask him if I really need that or if I can't come up with a different …
Sometimes songs take me backwards or forwards and fill my head with thoughts and ideas about the places and people I have seen or …
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Twenty years or more in Texas wouldn't make me feel any better about a particular situation that cropped up the other day but it …