Shadows Black is white and white is black in the me you will never know. Words are mysteries you define. Years mask mistakes like mounds of snow. Up is down and down is up again in my clever game of charades. And with you I can forget ...

Freshman Year I remember freshman year so well, And just about every bell. Good times were all around, as new friends were found. Every thing was so new, and we didn't have a clue We were all so little, And didn't know diddle. Classes we tough, And the schedules became rough....

I look out in the night to see what was glowing so bright, Thy reflection turned to a light blue and I started to dream, Things that wouldn't be allowed to mean a thing, I knew nothing would be the same, Trying to step through something that clouded my brain, It held me so high I thought...

I can remember my first time to ride a bull All of the thoughts in my head were nice and full The sight of the beast below me was scary He was big and black, and really hairy As I sat on his back to tie on my rope I was praying to god, and probably even the pope As I nodded my head to open ...