No gold at the end of your rainbow: yellow brick road a dead end. You won't find the land of Oz there to lift your heavy load.
Freeze! don't put that laced candy in your vein. Freeze! It's a bad day. It's a bad day. It's a bad day for turning blue. Freeze! don't put that laced candy in your vein. Freeze! it's a bad day. It's a bad day. It's a bad day for turning blue.
Rain and sunshine fill this world. Tear drops and laughter go hand and hand, and you've got to take the pain with the joy and that's the only way you're gonna make it through this world.
Freeze! don't put that laced candy in your vein. Freeze! it's a bad day. It's a bad day. It's a bad day for turning blue. Freeze! don't put that laced candy in your vein. Freeze! it's a bad day. It's a bad day. It's a bad day for turning blue.
Wow, James, this is a poem one needs to read more than once. Then, I think I understand it, but I still cannot feel it. Perhaps I don't want to turn blue.
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David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
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