You may, we may, see us as broken. But, I see the gold mend the crack in between, when tears fall off your cheek.The broken pieces of your heart, glued with silver.The heart they ripped off, patched with gold-strings. And these bullet holes they caused, band-aided with kryptonite.The life might rub your face off, but you made you self shines.But do not ever see your...
I miss when things are, usual.The rushed out morning to the bus stop. Two and three buses passed by and you are glad to wait. The silent crowds, just you and your music played only for you. Each of these ears could listen different sounds that they played. Soft rock, classic violin, blues, a retro guitar classic to the noisy mind thinking about...
If someday your feet can't touch the groundIf someday your arms can't feel my touchIf someday your eyes can't see my faceI'll carry you be there for you anytime of dayCause I will fall for you no matter what they sayI still love you ...
A decent calm feeling I have this Sunday is the most wonderful feeling in the whole word.So I put a record on,"Edelweiss, EdelweissEvery morning you greet meSmall and white clean and brightYou look happy to meet me"It is when I finally have a space of a mind where every cells are not so busy grinding their gears, a machine that is not burning...
