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I taught the weepin' willow how to cry, cry, cry 

And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky 

And the tears I cried for that woman,

Pick your bread up
Stack your head up
Got no time to waste
Bet clear your head and focus on the things that make you sane
Ain't no body going

No Telling Where

David Wilcox

Airstream

2008

On the map it shows the mountain
But I'd never seen a glimpse
Of the hundred miles of vista
Represented by an inch

That was just a trail of bread crumbs
All

It's Wintertime and the weather's fine |The snow on the woods and fields when I reveal... my snowmobile|Thrill by thrill by golly n' hill |Baby it'll

alone in this, that much is clear
All of us sit by our own pool of tears

So let’s take a deep breath
And let’s pull up some chairs
Cause our wounds only

and womb keepers")
("Join us for this
Year's graduate occasions")
("Outline of proceedings for this year are on
The reverse side of this document")

I trail

I climbed all the way up here
And the air is crystal clear
But no oh no it's not the same without you here
We last traveled this trail as two
I'm

on their trail, firestorm as the guiding star
Their motto shouted lour and clear, to live is to die.

For those who serve the burning pyre
With a desire

The winter cold descending, Another year is ending Starting here, Our mission clear The metal faith we are defending Assemble the fighters, The mosh

I’m a Lion,
Only chasing cause you feed me,
I get bloody after feasting on my meals see.
I be dripping,
Leaving trails on the road,
Leading to all

It started just by typing a simple name in
I didn't know what I was getting into then
But now I see it was a trail of lies
That scarred my eyes

Jesus!
Yeah, I'm steady thanking God for the day
And I ain't moved by what they do or what they don't say
Yeah, and I'ma stay odd anyway
Through it all,

it by year
With no real way of knowing
Just where my life is going
Nothing is clear
Play it by ear
I can't keep running away
And making the same old

Whoa oh I
Should be famous by now
Running away from the doubt
Follow trends & chase clout
All around, gather round
I'm introducing my sound
My city

Jehovah, ten little monkeys on my bed
I had to throw them off my trail I had to change up my aroma
Let me clear my head before we ride this rollercoaster

looking for it still
Some said he was the last of them
Still living free and clear
They say he got his power
From a forgotten Ndee band
When the soldiers

moonlight?

In the year of 1860, on the Miami-Erie waterway
Johnny Morehouse, as boys will do, went to the canal to play
Accompanied by his dog always both

Cobbled by the goblin
To restrain the life
That has been

Moving to Michigan
Where your trails
Of your sinned
Soul begin

Therapy for the kids
Even though I

Yeah I get it by the bottle bitch
Backstage finna blaze
With a model bitch
Yeah she insane giving brain
When she swollow dick
Smoking on them cookies

off my trail I had to change up my aroma
Let me clear my head before we ride this rollercoaster
(Welcome to 69 flags great adventure)
(Please keep all

the zone 
yall shoulda known 2 dogs and one bone could not get along 
if only we could go back with a wave of the wand 
pioneer made my own trail, blazing

Well It's not even noon and I'm on my fifth beer
Too much Jack and my head still ain't clear
Thought a Jones' song might help me get by
But not this

Leaning me over the edge,
Leaning me,
Taking me,
Making me bend,
Taking me,
A loud and clear message you send,
A message sent to me,
Now just tired

knew
Someone left trails cops were still playing blue's clues
A week goes by and you think it’s all clear
But on the fifth Tuesday of November
Prince was