No Pots Lyrics & Chords By Franc Albir

Up in the early hour Before the throng has made a sound He's already down One floor beneath his lodge and One wall beside "The house of pawn" - The best one in town Roger...read more

People change don't judge them by the clothes they wear Peace remains an option in this land we share Watch the enemy rip through the territory Don't forget that somewhere...read more

As far as flames in the eyes still increase, and faith is still present, every single day I see, reminds me of her wonderful view... Mature man, but I'm still green, ...read more

How many oceans in my life will I sail on Maybe one, and then I'll fly to somehwere new I long to find a friend my life could depend on I've reached a space that I am never...read more

She likes to walk down the lanes to the fields. In the woods, she finds a stream, the water feels cold in the cup of her hands. Down among the trees she spies butterflies ...read more