You may call yourself Robert now
But to me you'll always be Bobby
The kid I'd shoot hoops with
The kid I'd get into trouble with
Climbing trees
Fighting
Picking BlackBerries
Getting beat up
Camping out at night
Telling ghost stories by fire light
The list could go on forever
We were friends then
We are friends now
You may call yourself Robert now
But to me you'll always be Bobby
You will always be my best friend
Sunflowers
Sunflowers in the field Standing tall Standing still Like guards keeping watch Over the farm And it's flock
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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