It’s been years
All the tears
WASTED on you
I’m through
Luv ya’ blue
Don’t tower over me
You salty sea
I command thee
To flee
To entangle
Or not to mangle
That is the question
Rangle
Don’t want any witches
Don’t want any warlocks
Don’t want any padlocks
Don’t want any potlucks
Just want you to come
Just want to go numb
Just want to come home
ROAM the countryside
With my horse
And ride on top the mountain
Along the seashore
Reign over nations
Love not abhor
Galore
Love healing hearts, Shirah Chante