Dedicated to my friend Michael Houser -guitarist extraordinaire
The price of fame
is part of the game
...
My Muse rides on my
shoulders
My Muse lets the thoughts
fly on Angel wings
...
The sun came through the window pane
trip
trip
trip
...
The moon dances its light
on your face.
The stars sparkle in the night
...
You walked into my life
Stole my heart
For years I had hidden it
...
I dreamed I was flying
flyinnnnnng
flyingggggggg
Soaring through the sky
...
How many families are destroyed
Over the loss of a loved one?
How many harsh words can we say
...
I will hold you in the cradle
of my arms
I will keep you in the tenacles
...