HEARTBREAKER
I don't
want you to be my heartbreaker
I don't
need you to be my heartbreaker
Don't break
my heart
At this
point
In my life
I don't
want to cry
Over a
broken heart
You know
it
I know
it
Let's keep
it
Let's let
it grow
I don't
want a broken heart
HEART TAKER
If you should
take my heart
And throw
it away
And if
you should use my love
And then
take no more
If you
turn your back on my face
And take
my sun and moon
To steal
my days and night
If you
rob me of my money
And take
my soul
And its'
breath
If you
refuse to see me
To talk
But just
hate
I would
still have my sadness
And my
loneliness around
And if
you still see a smile
Appear
on my face
Don't be
puzzled
I'm still
thinking of you
HOW CUM
How cum'
No one
Celebrates
Ground
Hog Day
Anymore?!
HOW MANY
How many
chicks are like you
That take
a grab on the shoulder
And sit
me right down.
Come back
quick
And don't
be long.
How is
it you are what you are
To see
a man and understand
To revolve
around his star.
I don't
really believe
You are
what you are
It can't
be so.
A girl
that's willing to let a man
Say what
is to be.
How many
chicks are like you.
INDIAN
Pollute
my lands
Drain my
streams
Spew trash
over the hills
Thicken
my rivers with garbage
Cans +
bottles
Spit on
my heritage, the fatherlands
Foul the
air, blacken my lungs
Look across
the land
Bleak grey
and black
And you
ask why for $24 and
Trinkets
I now cry
IRON COUNTY
I want to
be back in Iron County
Where highway
20 meets the mountain.
I can see
the green valley
And the
black box canyon.
I want
to feel the warm breeze
And taste
the spring water.
Come on
down with me.
Let me
tell you what I've seen.
Look with
me on this land.
Take the
range with hills
And paint
your picture
Of this
county of iron.
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