Scoreboard of Catan

Tuesday, January 20, 2004

there's nothing you can do to deserve it
you dont have to earn his love
as it falls like rain, dont stay inside
soak up his loving mercy
wet clothes with a peaceful heart


so long sweet summer
i stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays
so long sweet slumber
i fell into you and now youre gracefully falling away
hey thanks
thanks for that summer
its cold where youre going
i hope that your heart is always warm
i gave you the best
i gave you the best i had
and passed on the letters
and pased on the best that i had
so
so long sweet summer

blood and warmth
will you return to my hands
so that i can make a fist
so that i can feel
so that i can wipe my cheeks
and not make ice



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