was In his travelin's with Charlie And have you ever walked down through the sycamores Where the farmhouse used to be There the monarch's autumn journey
was in his travelin's with Charley And have you ever walked down through the sycamores Where the farmhouse used to be There the monarch's autumn journey
?" She says, "Yeah" I say, "Kosher" Whole time I'm imagining what it would be like to dose her Train pulls up and we get on it together Duration of the journey
Good love will make you cry, ah ah Good love will last until you die When I woke up this morning Autumn leaves just pass me by I saw this couple just
this way again That's why I want it with you 'Cause you make me feel like I'm more than a friend Like I'm the journey and you're the journey's end I
this darkness Unknown sounds brake the eternal tranquillity Oh favorable wind, reel like furious Higher from the grand turret, where Death And life become one, the journey
her before he headed out Just forgetting how fucking lucky you are to have found her in such a crowd But we've seen a cloud of starlings rising on a crisp autumn
force You will ride through the dark meadow Once at down I sat among mortals Weeping over the loss of a shadow At went on a journey withdrawn Skywards
O. Alexander] Forever the snow falls into a pond of tears As they fall from the sky. . . descending, sometimes they cry Sometimes they cry, autumn trees
must begin the journey. Straight to the woods and don't delay- You have to face The marketplace. Into the woods to journey's end- [JACK] Into the woods
From the pristine emerald seas of autumn sorrows The giver of life weaves desolate tomorrows We revere a kindred bond still bleeding The histories of
love. Not love only in the sexual sense, But love through friendship, Companionship, And even the love of god. I think of this album as a journey through
in the air glowing red silhouetting the smoke on the breeze All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine Smolensk and Viyasma soon fell, by autumn
lost sun, For thee this ode, of yesteryears unsung ! Of all autumnal joys bereaved I rose the morrow morn... "Light or our darksome journey here with
My eyes slowly close The light shimmers away It's the beginning of the journey Myriads of roads for my sins to pave The lust has fled into my dreams
me alone here to pine and to mourn Ever the wind keep on changing their journey Ever the waves keep on changing the sea Ever green summer keep changing to autumn
The autumn leaves were falling On those old cathedral walls, There were candles in the darkness, Singing in the choir, And reading out the names, Of all
your body's still as kind I've lost you on the journey But I can't remember where or when Who can tell when summer turns to autumn And who can point
