I AM THE VOICEIt is I who am the incomprehensible silence, and afterthought, whose memory is so great.It is I who am the voice whose sounds are so numerous:And the discourse whose images are so numerous.I am the speaking of my own name. Zeus the eternal life Click on the picture (SONG –VIDEO-clip)
Baby, I been sitting adn thinking a lot of things since you walked out the door..... Tonight the wind whispered softly singing a melody of loss and loneliness, This song echoes in my heart again each time with a startling freshness. Bringing me to tears once more for the chance that has slipped by, Taking with it all hope and joy in life leaving behind naught but a gentle sigh. Tonight the wind whispered softly driving a knife through my heart and soul, Taking away all smiles, and energy and leaving me circling a bowl. A bowl of anguish and heartache slowly sucking away whats left of life, So many try to help me recover but without you here, for me there is no life!
