Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.
I will not take "but" for an answer.
Rest at pale evening... A tall slim tree... Night coming tenderly Black like me
Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid.
Keep your hand on the plow. Hold on.
Believing everything she read In the daily news, (No in-between to choose) She thought that only One side won, Not that BOTH Might lose.