Lyrics:
on the ground being warmed by the fire
The twinkling lights of a faraway loft
Make me think of Vincent Van Gogh
Oh Vincent
No friend for you
Only the paint
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
Livin' alone
I think of all the friends I've known
a real musician
Frida drew the moon
I’m goin’ by Louise’s Church
She built in the city
Art of grace and style
That could make me smile
Talk to me
I do
It's me and you
And as the years go by
Our friendship will never die
You're gonna see it's our destiny
You've got a friend in me
You've got
Hey, old friend
What d'ya say, old friend?
Are you okay, old friend?
Are we, are we unique?
Time goes by
Everything else keeps changing
You
can always count on me for sure
That's what friends are for
For good times and bad times
I'll be on your side forever more
That's what friends are
Can't you see
Don't you dare walk away!
This cannot be the end!
You're my savior, my lover, my muse, my best friend!
I won't smile again.
I won't
or shine, you've stood by me girl
I'm happy at home (happy at home)
You're my best friend
Ooh, you make me live
Whenever this world is cruel to me
I
Wake up to your dreams
And watch them come true
I'll make you whisper my name
And never leave the room
Night and day, I'll be your muse
No other
You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead
And you're miles and miles from your nice warm bed
You just
the pool, she was swimmin' with Nikki Lane
She said, "Most men don't want a woman with a legacy, it's of age"
She said, "You can't be a muse and be happy,
with straw
And all the pretty colleens around me assembled
Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh
Oh, how I long to muse on the days
I was once a man of good and grace
But darkness took over, in its embrace
My mind twisted, my heart grew cold
My soul consumed, by a story untold
with straw
And all the pretty colleens around me assembled
Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh
Oh, how I long to muse on the days
Riders in the twilight zone
The unknown
Leaving home
Riders in the twilight zone
And they speak to us as they go
Lyrics by Wil Hinkson
(C). Oh Keh
name
Created a whole new game
And the days went by like paper in the wind
Everything changed, then changed again
It's hard to find a friend
It's
of key
Oh, I'll get by with a little help from my friends
Yes, I'll get high with a little help from my friends
I'm gonna try with a little help from
to sing out of key
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
I get high with a little help from my friends
I'm gonna try with a little help from
name
Created a whole new game
And the days went by like paper in the wind
Everything changed, then changed again
It's hard to find a friend
It's
playful heart my muse my friend
You pause a glance whiskers twitch
A moment's breath a sudden switch
Your antics paint my silent voice
In your freedom my
to me
Send me waves of energy
Inspire me
Desire me (let's vibe)
Ohhhhh I feel so inspired
By you
By you (uh huh)
Oh I feel a fire
From you
You're my muse
harmony
Like his paint on the canvas
Like his paint on the canvas
The brush is led by the painter
The painter is led by the muse
The muse by the mind
Like
new friends, Momma
But I could really use something to do
So if you're up for it sometimes
I swear you wouldn't have to be my muse
Heidegger
you
My music and my muse are connected
Crazy doses and tight in a knot
Thoughts by the ton lead the caravan quietly
Music and muse here and there
My
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