It Is Lyrics & Chords By William Stafford

It is the shanty in the dear park The hide and seek till after dark The talks we had at picked fences Create the blueprints in my heart Of the way we are The way we...read more

I am master of few and I am lover of less and I've gotten weaker with age and I am buried by guilt and I'm the simplest form: a plastic face, but well dressed--another sad...read more