Man with a Memory

In all the pictures that I've seen Of how angels are supposed to be There's an aura, a kind of emanating light Suggesting perfection that may very well be true But they can't hold a halo to you Their role as protector is what God made them for I don'

"Brokenheartsville" He wore that cowboy hat to cover up his horns. Sweet-talkin' forked tongue half a temptin' charm. Before I turned around, that girl was gone. All I can say is, "Bartender, pour me somethin' strong." Here's to the pa

The Impossible" My dad chased monsters from the dark, He checked underneath my bed. An' he could lift me with one arm, Way up over top his head. He could loosen rusty bolts With a quick turn of his wrench. He pulled splinters from his hand, And never