The arms of the ocean
When the arms of the cold empty ocean are my only consoling caress, and the wide open sky encircled by …
When the arms of the cold empty ocean are my only consoling caress, and the wide open sky encircled by …
Never want to leave that sunset Value every single ray Though the brightness of the sunshine Spent its youth and …
If I had a hundred hearts, I’d give them all to you, And if I had a hundred more, They’d …
Each day a knife walk, life and death, Step left to die or right to breath. My time will come …
Roaring flames of treasure blaze Sparked by distant memory days Of pirate ships and ferns for spears Of splashing streams like …
There upon the apron of the meadow by the stream, Were celandines cavorting wildly jostling to be seen. Around about …