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POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS L. H. ANDRESS
Dedicated to 'Toby' Jobs..."A creative genius of his own clothe,
BUT, a Chip-off-the-old-Block!"



ROADS...and Forks...the Journey's Deep and Lonely...the Stains
Are Bloody!
AND SHE CRIES...alone and lonely...my heart cries...the Stains
Are Bloody!
OUR BEST FRIEND...alone and lonely...our hearts cry...the Stains
Are Bloody!

A Jewel He Left...in our HEARTS...IT COULD'VE BEEN RUBY or
DIAMONDS-'n-SAPHIRES...or-EMERALDS!
Pinned to our Hearts...Badges of Honor...in Lost Glory
Lost Again!

A Frog or a Prince...PRINCESS for a Frog...The Legend Stands
As HE STOOD!
A Man from La Mancha...he was MORE, MORE THAN A DREAMER
AS HE STOOD THE TEST OF TIME!

A Lover, a Giver, a Gift of His Time...A LEGEND OF HIS OWN TIME
ENDLESS PAIN!
A Wonder in the Sky...HE LIVES...AMONGST THE STARS
OF HEAVEN!

Do Cannons Ring Across the Stars...do the SHIPS IN OCEANS
CRY?
Do the Blackest Holes...Ring True...do the Stars Bleed and
CRY?

A Man from La Mancha...he was MORE, MORE THAN A DREAMER
AS HE STOOD THE TEST OF TIME!

He played a Gambit...with a SMILE OF HIS OWN...and He
OWNED ME!
He was a Lover of Time...and He Loved...Me
And Us...A Legend of His Own...and the Footprints 
Across the Sands in Our Hearts!
AND HE OWNED OUR...HEARTS...Heartless...YES
BUT HE LOVED!

Do Dreamers Live and/or Die...Do Dreamers EVER LEAVE
SCARS AND TEARS?
Are patterns in the skies...BLACK AND BLUE?

A Man from La Mancha...a Mystery to You...But Not to Me!
He Loved and Played...in Showers and Tears...
And the Jokes in the Night...A JOKER
IN MY INNER COURT!

His Scents His Cars...A PIPE...Scents of Earthen Woods
And His Dreams!
And Red Blood Stains...OUR HEARTS!
The Man from La Mancha...A Dreamer of His Time and
Of All-Time!

He Lived and He Loved...During HIS LENGTH OF TIME!
Do STARS SMILE...as She Does...and as We Do?
He Lived and He Loved...During HIS LENGTH OF TIME!

A Man from La Mancha...do BARRELS ROLL...and Does
BRANDY LIVE?
Will His Ship...Roll Across the Harbor...in a Windless Silvery
Night?
In Dreams of the Cool of the Night...I DREAM...His Face
His Shoulders...His Scents!
Death Could Never...Separate Through The Length of Time!
A Marvel of His Time...Lover, Giver, Dreamer...AN ACE OF
SPADES!
A Pirate Stole Him...and BRANDY CRIES!

My Man from La Mancha...and I Cry All the Time!
He Loved and He Lived...and He Loved Me!
A Pirate Stole Him...and BRANDY CRIES!

A Genius of His Time...and of All-Time!
He was The Genius of Time!
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