Notes: Jt on sony.com: my brother alex died in '93 on (not for) my birthday. we all went down to florida to say goodbye. the day after we flew home (
So the sun shines on his funeral just the same as on a birth, the way it shines on everything that happens here on Earth. It rolls across the western
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: So the sun shines on his funeral just the same as on a birth, the way it shines on everything that happens here on Earth. It rolls across the western
Desperate times in vain of the weakend man The path we choose is seldom free of leaves The crimes I gaze on, they're in you're hands They pray on you