Another spotlight, make the headli… A final shout-out to the ranks of… Did I make you stop and think? Now looking down... from the look… me and every other ghost in this t…
The torn remain of what was plain waves now ore frozen ground, in winds that blow cold ice and snow
A morning walk, amidst the trees,… The sound of crisp from frozen gro… I love the feeling that I get on… where light through all the empty… It makes me dream of times in spri…
God made the Earth the scriptures tell, as day by day and just as well. For although he
Do you feel the music? Does it capture in your soul the feelings that got lost in ther… as you’ve played out your role? Have you ever sat and listened,
Have you ever come to the end of t… and can run the clock back play by… and can add it up that supposedly it was the day it was suppose to b… but somehow it seems that no time…
Bah ratcha tas contavalaz you rase-neflapher’d wagicaud! Condaver haufin polysnip! I’ll tell you just where you can s… your pi-calogin traginine!
Oh, why so many dreams bestowed in young and tender years, fall into drifting dust decay then sadly disappear. Are dreams to blame for broken hea…
Depression and heartache and yearn… common throughout all the years, general amongst all the masses, driven by so many fears. It’s truly the struggle of ages,
I once beheld an ancient scene as… where many people gathered to the… Disciples came from all around and… to hear the words of he whom they… But on this would be fateful day,…
I wonder. I wonder. I wonder why it goes. I deny it, try to fight it
The words have fallen silent now a… The pills have taken over and I d… My bags have all been packed for m… Not car nor driver fits this mysti… The hallway doors each filled with…
At the end of the day if the truth… we don’t own a single thing we hol… Not the spoils we gain, nor the go… Not the things we reap. Not the t… that we build upon, where we stake…
The Savior walked on water. The Savior raised the dead. The Savior healed the blind and l… and then the Savior said - that those who would believe in hi…
A million threads now woven, with no single thread ever reveali… what web it intended to weave. Each thread seemed a pleasure-friend upon its arrival…
