Tips For Young Journalists Lyrics & Chords By Poynter Institute

Cast out to sea Drifting with the tide And no way of finding me Now that I'm free Nothing but blue skies Paradise in front of me Awake from this dream I hold by breath...read more

On the ground I lay Motionless in pain I can see my life flashing before my eyes Dead I fall asleep Is this all a dream Wake me up, I'm living a nightmare I will not die...read more

'Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare "You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my hair." As a duck with its eyelids, so he with his nose Trims his...read more

Twas Brillig and the slithy Toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe, All mimsy were the borogoves And the momeraths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son, The jaws that bite,...read more