is this it

saudade

I know this much is true

smooth seas do not make skillfull sailors.

dog days are gone

BOHICA

agony and ecstasy

from the moment we touched till the time had run out

it is what it is

back to the gypsy that I was

S.O.S.

coming home is so hard

irreplacable

hometown hero

they can take our lives but they can never take away our freedom

I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down

you are what you eat