Comments about Nick Veasey
I am the eagle soaring free,
I am the dreams I long to see,
I am the truth behind the lies,
Watch me roam high, above the pale blue skies.
Strike me hard,
Take my flight,
Force me to watch my dreams ignite.
Though the pain is plain to see,
My soul will rise up to carry me.
With no Solution.
A world beset by tyranny and lies,
Hope seems lost amongst infantile cries.
When the last of our dreams are finally gone,
And no one seems to hear our frail song.
Still we shall ...