I wanna fly so hiiiiiiiiiigh I wanna fly so high! I wanna live my liiiiiiiiife I wanna live my life! I wanna fly so hiiiiiiiiiigh I wanna fly so high! I wanna touch the skyyyyyyy I wanna touch the sky!
I wanna fly so high (high, high, high, high) I wanna fly so high (high, high, high, high) I wanna live my life (life, life, life, life) I wanna live my life (life, life, life)
I want wings Let me fly Look at me Iím so high I can see For some miles ...
I am who I am Your judgement hurt no more I cant be whom you want But the man that I am Your words means nothing Nor do they hold any weight I am my inspiration I am my wall My motivation My vacation from the world Only I know me, feel me And believe in me I learned to be strong for myself
Muse, Musing, Mused, and (not particularly much) Amused / More Grieving Daddy Shit.
Five decades of self'indulged commune with The Muse(s) has † † † †just disappeared as quiet (and quite as profound † † † † † † † † † † † † † in absence as ever it was before † † † † † † †my beloved daughter "disappeared" a year ago. No music. No music. No joy in the music as was for 50yrs. Either from the massive "collection" or out of my own arsenal of horns. Saxes untouched for a year now. Occasional attempts to re'spark are lifeless. No image making.....no this nor that. Not any much of anything (is nothing).
Here we are upon another day upon this place we call MOTHER EARTH as we wake up as we rise to OPEN OUR EYES to see and breath the air that gives us our lives in this thing we call LIFE but yet somewhere or some place, someone didn't get that chance to be thankful to see another day of life for we all sometimes don't realize how bless we truly are in life till you have no ability to live life as you once known it as life. † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † For I say this to say that don't take your life for granted nor the folks that got nothing but the...