the magic of music A magic which is renewed every day, at any time, and at all times! The music it has no boundaries it has no limits never Dies! Seems to be made up of millions of notes yet they are only seven, that bounce here and there, and creep into our thoughts. Music touches our soul to rekindle our memories to enhance our emotions.
Walk and sing and chase many loves impossible and proud and unravel mysteries and hide your dreams to the poisons of the day bruised and cold and equal. Too many vents without flame anxiety whisper the chorus of shadow to the uninhabited crowd. And you, be the seed of a dawn remote, never arose; belong, protect yourself from life already dead pressing; Be the helpless puppy of your renegade eternity.
If you like my Music make it Walk towards the summit Happy day Mark Well, New100