My upbringing made me think that real legitimate music is written, not heard

The dogs, and home, privacy is my constant.

Love like a phantoms lights but hold in the heart, it builds like the empty smile adorning a statue with sightless eyes.

Down the ancient corridors through the gates of time, run the ghosts of dreams that we have left behind.

My upbringing made me think that real legitimate music is written, not heard

Longer than there've been fishes in the ocean, higher than any bird ever flew, longer than there've been stars up in the heavens, I've been in love with you.

When you are not near me, I make the sound of one hand clapping.