Songs of the Street Pipper

SONGS OF THE STREET PIPPER


The down of day, though only in ones mind.
The time has came and your life is donep
And though at the end of life, life begins again.
Time ticks on and on.
As ones mind wrotes time has forgotten,,.
The joy and pain, the children dancing in the rain, ones very fame.
Time is a friend that may kill you,
Can be true,
Though has a few feeling a little blue,
Thanking God, But why,
But not for the morning light?
Though it chased off the darkness of the night.
My only friend has gone though, as you know.
No I thank the lord for keeping me from ever being board.
Insanity is my only humanity.
You see we can all piss in the wind , cry over spilt milk, and dance with the devil come morning light.
But to taest the rain and to feel the hurricane one forgets there pain.
Yet life comes and goes as you know,,
The children of the night are calling out in the darkness,
And the time tics on and on,
As the lovers weep in the streets,
And the cold blood flows beneath my feet.
And the cold wind blows.
And the children grow old,
As baby's become mothers,
And life becomes death,
Telling a story for us all,
Never told or written till it is lived,
Then the storm comes and goes,
But where we dont know and will never ask.