Seven shots ring out like the ocean's pounding roar, there's seven people dead on a South Dakota farm.

I've always been the kind of person that doesn't like to trespass, but sometimes you just find yourself over the line.

Your heart is like the ocean, mysterious and dark.

The woman I love she got a prize fighter nose, cauliflower ears and a run in her hose.

Sometimes the silence can be like thunder.

Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.

May you stay Forever Young