May 2011
Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled a great and glorious nation. Favourite amongst his subjects was the court painter of whom he was very proud. Everybody agreed this wizzened old man pianted
I open my lungs dear,I sing this song at funerals, no rush.These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.Baby boy you've held so tightly, this pain it visits almost nightly.Missing hotel beds, I fee
Forget her name Forget her face Forget her kiss Her warm embrace Forget the love that you once knew Remember she has someone new Forget her when they played your song Forget her when you cried all nig
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