"... living for the dream about be carried by the flow ,
or could i be going strongly against it?
I wish I could get on that boat,
i wish I could feel the breeze from the top,
let the cold air freeze my burning heart.
And if the air for once could pass by that flame ,
would it let the oxygen fill my lungs so I can breath again ?
Did I ever had one of my own ? ... It was so long ago ...
I thought together we could face the world ...
. . .years gone by and we can't even face ourselves ..."
i know i am always a little on the edge about knowing if i will ever shoot again .
i guess sometimes life it is just like that ,sucking the hope out of our lives .
and speaking about changes ,this is one of the few places where you can literally
see the difference between the years at the same place , over the same person perspective .
time changes everything . Don't you think ?