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She’s amazing by Phil Ryan

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I wish that you could see her like I do, her energy her point of view
And when she moves it’s like an angel dancing
I

rolling
Probably gone think this shit stolen
Girl by my side it’s going 
Flying with time East coasting
Yeah!
Niggas gone hate 
When they can’t relate
Yeah

Christmas nights
The snow outside, the fire bright
The feeling of tranquility
The season shared by you and me

It's Christmas time again

There's something in

the masochists!
Pitch black in the parking lot!
Words sprung!
Love no one!

Arizona's sunsets splatter the skyline with creamy yellow
LA's skyscrapers are greeters

though!
An oak leaf floats by as we meander; my thoughts begin to drift (and amble?)

It’s a nice brisk day for a walk with Arlo.
We love to be outside

All the noisy days
Flying by like bees
Carrying love
Will we find ourselves
At the honey wells
In the dark
So that when the rain
Comes pouring down

lessons how
That nigga got a job? (Pacino)
Wanna be a kid forever
Don't wanna work never i don't wanna move
I just want you by my side
Xanax pills slow down

finally clear

I love that first spark, of that charcoal grill
Or that first sound, crickets
singing in the field
That first sip, in that lawn chair you

who can't accept love. Guided by shifting wants. Indifference chilling naive shoulders.  Illusive is the target of serenity. Behind the haze awaits

control your life
I swear sometimes they're out to get me
A day of screaming turns to paradise
With a kiss and an I love you Daddy

25 days of lows

Melatonin
Sleeping late
Drivin' fast through these days that I hate
Thought I could recall
But I just forgot it all, yeah!
Gotta love it when you see

like?
Does this equivalate to Shakespeare's intensity when he would write?
This is anything but A Dead Poets Society
You know I could recognize her by

and I'll be free by then
Should I bring us something to drink
Nah, I got rum and gin
She say ok, I'll see you soon
I'm looking forward to our rendezvous
Let

a plate of fantasy
May love find its way to you
With peace and compassion
For everyone and everything

Not sure what this all means
I'm Flying with these

back up in
Back up on that action shit
Niggas love to talk
But I don’t see the shit they rapping with
Used to sleep on fucking air mattresses with no

padawan, from Babylon, you know he loves the danger
But he keeps everything all to himself, so he looks like a stranger
Paranormal, never formal, doesn't

through 
What's a man to do  She belongs To California

She was a breath of fresh air
I'd be silly if I told you there was Nothing there 
It was fly by

marks
Two that said I love you
The other two shaped like hearts
Oh, oh, I know why
Oh no, it's still goodbye
Oh, oh, I know why
Oh no, it's still goodbye

Chillin by a tree
With every thing I need
Beautiful Autumn leaves
Falling Gracefully
Love is in the air
Right on time this year
Let these blissful

that'll dry the sun
Til my lies and my fears recombine as one
And the time that I grind's recognised by love
P-R-I-M too live for T.V
I-T-I on the grind

As I sit and wonder
How the years have come and gone
The wind blows across my face
Replacing every line that time has drawn
The cars go rushing by

my love to you

So, I sit in the shadows, playing my guitar
Singing with hope from afar
Slowly we can, Carry on
Find our way out and move on
Slowly we

up music and we're carried away
By the sounds of Irish fiddle
The sound of Uillean pipes
The sound of the Irish whistle
Fills the air tonight
In my

only I'm sorry were enough
We were blinded by our love
We regret the things that we did
Those things we'd never admit

Time seemed to slow to a stop