The studio feels ominous tonight. Something shines. And something sings in silence. And when the music stops, it's just me and my thoughts here.
...Seeking to become larger than life...but not necessarily larger than our lives.
A rose must be in the sun AND the rain or its lovely promise will never come true. So when I write I try to capture ALL of the day.
G-d never promised me a rose garden. HE gave me seeds... So I Water the sky with tears... And watch the stars blossom.
"Tonight I walked across a bridge... But there was no bridge there.. I carried a bag full of love... But no one to share it with. And then... I thought of you."
The future of art lay in her LOVE
The future of me lay in these songs.
I wonder if she's even listening...
