ramblings of music {thoughts}.

i'm tired. sad isn't it?
i worked so hard.

must i talk in puzzles? yes, yes you may.

rants and raves, tears and smiles

music is my refuge, as dreams come to haunt me


you are my day;
and you are my night.
you are the left;
and you are the right.
you are there, the daylight;
you are in the folds between "wakefullness" and sleep
the dreams...

a long car rides and long nights, time to think and time to dream; sometimes one's love is bigger then their heart can manage.