*For all the adventures with Robert, Jimmy and others =)

Jimmy and I go to roam the Moors
And he's got his double-neck
Slung over his shoulder
And we talk as if we know each other
Any time I need to see him, I can
All his beauty that so many have forgotten
But I'll always be there
Standing on the Moors for him
And I know I'll be losing friends
Because they don't see the power of dreams
But, like so many poets, I can live in my dreams
And it's a great place to be
When you love the past

02/13/2000

Posted on 10/26/2004
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