You're beautiful
No matter what
You do to me
There's not a
Single day I
Regret being
In your light
That gives me
Hope that a
Love can still
Exist, but in
Spite of all the
Bright satisfaction
I burn deeper
Than ever before
All for you, while
You never know
I'll always ask you
To be my
Paradox
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.