Too much time has passed by to lament that we were deeply in love The wind keeps blowing, while my heart cannot heal all the tears in it Watching tomorrow with one eye while keeping the other on yesterday If only I could peacefully sleep in the cradle of your love, again Someone, cry for me with parched eyes The real folk blues I only want to know what true sadness is Sitting in muddy water isn't such a bad life if it ends after the first time Despair filled with hope and this chance with a trap set What's right or wrong? It's like two sides of a coin How long must I live till I'm healed The real folk blues I only want to know true happiness is All that glitters is not gold The real folk blues I only want to know what true sadness is Sitting in muddy water isn't such a bad life if it ends after the first time "There once was a tiger-stripped cat. This cat died a million deaths, was revived, and lived a million lives and was owned by many different people he didn't really care for. This cat wasn't afraid to die. Then, one day this cat became a stray cat, which meant it was free and he met a white, female cat and the two of them spent their days together happily. Well, years past and the white cat grew weak and died of old age. The tiger stripped cat cried a million times, then he died too, except this time, he didn't come back to life." - Spike Continue On Email: KashTheKwik@aol.com
Too much time has passed by to
lament that we were deeply in love
The wind keeps blowing,
while my heart cannot heal all the tears in it
Watching tomorrow with one eye
while keeping the other on yesterday
If only I could peacefully sleep
in the cradle of your love, again
Someone, cry for me with parched eyes
The real folk blues
I only want to know what true sadness is
Sitting in muddy water
isn't such a bad life
if it ends after the first time
Despair filled with hope
and this chance with a trap set
What's right or wrong?
It's like two sides of a coin
How long must I live till I'm healed
I only want to know true happiness is
All that glitters is not gold
"There once was a tiger-stripped cat. This cat died a million deaths, was revived, and lived a million lives and was owned by many different people he didn't really care for. This cat wasn't afraid to die. Then, one day this cat became a stray cat, which meant it was free and he met a white, female cat and the two of them spent their days together happily. Well, years past and the white cat grew weak and died of old age. The tiger stripped cat cried a million times, then he died too, except this time, he didn't come back to life." - Spike Continue On
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