Comments about Matt Logan
Asking of what can't be dreamed.
What can't come true is what i think of me and you.
Strange attractions have come to my mind.
A wishful thinking that could have made me blind.
I sing of no chorus in my graceless song.
My voice will scratch even when i don't sing it too long.
Curious thoughts fill every nook in my mind.
What else could be if only you will give me the time.
Feeling alone in a world full of people.
I don't even fit in praising at the steeple.
I'm not a brave man, but i'm doing what i can.
Staring into the night like a lonely ...