Quietly soothing memories of Roy Rogers,
cantering down trails on his way out of town,
until we all meet again one day.
Existing in a western of the past, enclosed in my mind,
forever treasured in time.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak, "Roy Rogers"
---Rose of Sharon
Work something
Stop this spell
And help break this spell
Move it, move it
Try
When it’s gone you can come to me
It got stored through infinity
It’s too late
We shred
Maybe one day it will
Try not to care
What one seems to tell
If you didn’t choose
What to place of you
Get a new skin
Get a new skin
- Title Fight, "Rose of Sharon" (lyrics)
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