It seems like all this life was just a dream - Robert Hunter

There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night. And if you go, no one may follow. That path is for your steps alone.

Let my inspiration flow, in token lines suggesting rhythm, that will not forsake me, till my tale is told and done

Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, but the heart has its beaches, its homeland, and thoughts of its own. Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings, but the heart has its seasons its evenings, and songs of its own