Jonathan
Circles in the sky White as paper fly Sound of seagulls crying fills the air High above the lonely one is there Jonathan he cares To feel better Like the passing wind Swooping down again Waitin' for...
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God has taken my eyes If I see no reflection how the hell do I know I'm alive? As the darkness bleeds into my mind The force that screams to give up is grave enough to carve my name into a stone...
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Hiya. I'm not Hitchcock. I'm Alfred, his stand-in. Someone has to stand here|while the lights and the cameras are adjusted|and all that stuff, see? And the old boy|just don't have the time. I got the...
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