You clutched my personal hair and ripped it out by the roots.
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Radio From Hell (May 11, 2007)Bill Allred
Panting, begging I clutched childlike, clutched to the hot sides of death. Now I am dry bones and my face a stony skull staring in yellow surprise at the sun. . . .
Richard Wright
And so it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
And now I feel you move
Every breath is full
So it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
Even the distance feels so near
All for the love of you.Loreena McKennitt
That's the reason I always say about music, the blues are the roots and the other musics are the fruits. Without the roots, you have no fruits so it's better keeping the roots alive because it means better fruits from now on.
Willie Dixon
I don't want long hair, I don't want short hair, I don't want hair at all, and I don't want to be a girl or a boy, I want to be a yellow-orange leaf some little kid picks up and pastes in his scrapbook.
Sherman Alexie
My music had roots which I'd dug up from my own childhood, musical roots buried in the darkest soil.
Ray Charles
Allred, Bill
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