Little do you know,
In the middle of the night.
When demons come from below,
And the moon begins to shine.
The stars glow,
Husky wind blows,
Dreams begin unfold, untangle and play,
The Orchestra plays till the light of the next day.
The sun rises,
Night Critters hide,
Dreams are blown,
Where they'll go nobody knows,
And all this happens in the middle of the night,
The little critters that have danced and entertained,
Now the morning is light,
The critters crawl away.

Hey Mom,
Don't cry.
I'm coming home.
Thanks for all the good times,
The little moments.
The big ones.
The little dreams,
That became big ones.
I'm not a little boy anymore,
But i ain't ever growing up.
I'm proud to be your little boy
And your little boy is coming home
:)

Long gone you are,
Just another world away.
Flying with the stars,
Towards to a brand new day.

Singing rock to the top of our lungs,
With sweet drink on the tip of our tongue.
What we have done its history,
Raise your cups to our victory!

Drowning in bottles of fame,
No embarrassment - no shame.
Here we are in the halls of glory,
Raise your cups to our victory!

Now the big party is screaming our name,
The whole audience is going nuts.
Nothing out there can stand in our way,
So raise your cups to the worlds greatest - us!

Last Quarter,
6 points down.
Pick up the ball and throw it deep,
Let's hope you'll succeed.

Bless Us,
*Hail Mary

I can not see,
For I am blind.
I can not live,
For I left my body behind.
I can love,
For my soul is always inside.

I was a ****** friend,
I made you cry.
And yet you still came after me,
Every day till you couldn't take it no more.

I am sorry for being a *******,
I hope you find better friends.
You deserve em.