1. SunriseDo you remember that field with all those really tall dandelions? Wait. You called them weeds. Do you remember the really tall weeds? Oh come on, Angel, you have to remember them. They made your nose run and stuff because of your allergies. It was kind of cute, actually.You would sneeze, and all the little things would fly away when you were lying there. You said you hated it, Angel, Darling, but you would follow me there. Or maybe I dragged you. But you never struggled against me, no. In fact, when those things went flying you told me to make a wish as you held my hand.Your palm was always snuggled right up against mine. You were always
Philadelphia FreedomThat sing song soundof sweet nothings,coursingun der neaththe pavement.Shouting sweet welcomesas patrons crossfromside toside.Cars slow and let the people passwaiting calmly untila horn.That sweet laughterof my city.And you tell me all is not as seems.And I tell youyou are wrong.Within your heart, you live.Within your pulse, you change.Within your thoughts, there are footsteps.And through your curves,your hills you sound.That great liberty bellhiding away,among the gra
I am a Dove"Vietnam", the headlines read.Another soldier shot down dead.My poor child, the hawks, they crystill condemning our men to die.Draft and sign, no volunteersListen, protest, lend us your ears.Doves are peaceful as can beI shout "Hell no!", they can't take me.Not a war for us to fightbut LBJ thinks that he's right.Send us off to Vietnam,under control of Westmoreland.Fighting a Guerilla 'Fareand they won't pull us out of there.First we searched and then destroyed,that napalm stuff that ain't no toy.These commies here won't give in,we're failin' at our containin'.Here were gunshots, bullets ringour gov'ment d