Hey there friend
Is it you I'm looking for, because for
Days and days I've searched high and low
Even through the rain, the hail, the snow
Anyone can tell you that there's
No one, so far, in my life
Despite the fact I'm surrounded by friends
Somebody out there likes to
Evade discovery and then when
Everything has fallen down they'll
Know it's time to show their face
[But if I play this game to lose, I think I'll quit before too long.]
Studio B
- Mark
- When you need to wake up in the morning, and set the right mood for the day, when you need to escape from the overwhelming everything of life. What do you turn to? How do you describe your core without speaking aloud, without having to talk to someone about it? This is how. Music. Lyrics. Poetry. Do you feel it? Do you? It's here, it's everywhere, locked within you, within the most tone deaf of us. It's begging to be released, become unleashed in a tearing chord, a crying melody, soulful harmony, dying lyric. You feel it yet? It's concealed here, within every word that I write. This is my release. I want you to see it, to feel it with me. This pure expression of every tangible and imaginable emotion known and unknown to man. To me. Welcome to The Window.