Om Paris Och Skrivandet Lyrics & Chords By Henry Miller

Do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rage at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light Though wise men at their end know dark is right ...read more

I was walking on the ground. I didn't make a sound, Then I turned around, And I saw a clown. Had a frown. Stood on a mound. Started barking like a hound. Clowny clown...read more

Mes: the most merciful thing in the world is man's inability to correlate all of his mind's contents. but the sciences one day, some say it is already upon us, will eventually...read more

And dad will keep you warm And mam will keep her warm And in the swarm Stick with me, stick with me I am the caterer Stick with me stick with me I am the caterer read more

Should lanterns shine, the holy face, Caught in an octagon of unaccustomed light, Would wither up, an any boy of love Look twice before he fell from grace. The features in...read more