I'm not bad, I just sound that way All the girls they like their presents, like their presents When boys wrap 'em up in ribbons, ribbons, ribbons Doesn
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Get your ribbons on, honey Get your ribbons on We're gonna stomp, honey, all night long I don't want your Rothschild ways I don't want to be brand spankin
Silent as the stars That sleep in deep dark waters Her face forever hidden For she wears the black ribbon Her face forever hidden It's from nowhere
I'm lying on my back now The stars look all too near Flowers on the razor wire I know you're here We are few and far between I was thinking about her
I peeked in to say, "Goodnight" And I heard my child in prayer "Please bring me some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair" Searched all night,
A lock of your hair and a faded red ribbon is all I have left to remind me of you A lock of your hair and a faded red ribbon is all I have left of a love
He gave to me a silver ring to wear upon my hand But I turned away and he heard me saying "Ohh, he doesn't, he doesn't understand" I don't need riches
She's a girl, rising from a shell Running to spring It is her time, it is her time Watch her run with ribbons undone She's a rose in a Lily's cloak She
I peeped in to say good night And then I heard my child in prayer And for me some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair All the stores were closed
Wait to rise long after dark Been asleep at least three solid days Wandering round this house just like a ghost Searching for something in this life
There's a book by an author named Carol S. Pearson from the mid-70s called The Hero Within: Six Archetypes We Live By Even though it's nearly forty years
Broke down at the end of the night Can't seem to get anything right So numb I can't feel things anymore Somehow could feel me letting go I know there
verse You made together forever In a little way today This one is a blessed one Don't you wish they could all be that way There's a diamond in this city
Time's winding down friends. The witching hour is almost upon us. I can't tell you how much I'll miss our night rides together. When I push back from
From the center of nowhere Atop the shoulders of giants Above the creeping fog of disinformation that clouds the American union This is Will 'O the