Walking down the lonely streetI need someone to meetI run across sweet-looking youDo you know what you do?Oh, you tear the top right off my headBlow my mindYeah, I'm going blindFreaking out in the ...

By Diane Hilderbrand and Jack KellerA distant night bird mocks the sun.I wake as I have always done,To freshly scented sycamoreAnd cold bare feet on hardwood floor.My steaming coffee warms ny faceI'm ...