Gypsy MoonI hate to say farewellWhen the sun is settingAnd the wolfs howling is ardentBut, my dearThe gypsy moon is callingShould our paths cross againBlessed be till thenAnd think of meThink of me, fondly, and wellWhen the gypsy moon is riding highPray for me as I wanderAnd be not disheartenedEen though I may neer returnFor I shall whisper to thee on the windAs the gypsy moon sails through the skyIll eer remember theeBut I am a gypsy, mdear, I cannot stayFor the gypsy moon is calling
Forgotten StoryTheres a story I once knewBut Ive forgotten nowIts become like time in an hourglassSliding further awayLike the time I once knew who I was...I was a lonerI was a childI knew I wasnt good enoughFor him, or her, or themI was a drifterI was a dreamerI knew I was never gonna be importantLike Martin, Cher, or ArmstrongBut you cameYou messed up my realityPulled the floor from under meThats when I fell and bumped my headAnd since then?Well I seem to have forgotten that storyThe one about my lifeTheres a girl I once knewBut we havent s