... you're just too sweet for a rusted old nail like me, you are the
sweetest honey from the most beautiful willow tree, there aint' no sense
in hanging around an old dusty ship like me ... but love you from a far
... that for me will always be, there's none finer a woman than Ms.
Belanger D -Crow
...but old ships I do adore...the most weathered and worn...battle scars adorned. I sense him, I hear that blackchildred...his flute...from the desert to the sea, that pirate...my mountain gypsee. Near or far love you hard and strong...california arizona new mexico highways long... Just 2 old souls... From the opposite seas...Forever connected...forever free -Bandit
Odes to one another
...but old ships I do adore...the most weathered and worn...battle scars adorned. I sense him, I hear that blackchildred...his flute...from the desert to the sea, that pirate...my mountain gypsee. Near or far love you hard and strong...california arizona new mexico highways long... Just 2 old souls... From the opposite seas...Forever connected...forever free -Bandit
Odes to one another