The Tragic Tale

I had a dream, it seemed so real you shot me in my heart, i got back up

but i realized now, that it's trueyou shot me so deep, the bullet remains

I'm still living with it there, bleeding I'm bleeding inside, still, day after day

living with the bullet that you shot in mebarely standing, barely living, bleeding

but that wound is not the only one I have more left, each with a different gun

different people shoot me, and yet I standbearing all the bullets that are put in me

but the worst part isn't them there, bleedingthe worst part is, I'm bleeding alone.

Never Give All the Heart

Never give all the heart, for love

Will hardly seem worth thinking of

To passionate women if it seem

Certain, and they never dream

That it fades out from kiss to kiss;

For everything that's lovely is

But a brief, dreamy, kind delight.

O never give the heart outright,

For they, for all smooth lips can say,

Have given their hearts up to the play.

And who could play it well enoughIf deaf and dumb and blind with love?

He that made this knows all the cost,

For he gave all his heart and lost.

The Antidote of Sweet Smile

The antidote of sweet smile

Her lit up eyes

The waving locks

with a refreshing air of surprise...