when I loose all verbal ability..
when all these feelings are just trapped within
When home ain’t ever home
When you are alone on the highway at 3 am with a damaged truck
And have no where to go
I go home Pangaea…
I use Robie’s word’s, Parson’s project and Curt’s Despair to reach Enya’s tranquility..
"This new century keeps bringing you down.. All the places you have been..
I thought I died alone A long long time ago
I laughed and shook his hand, made my way back home,
I searched for form and land,
Years and years I roamed, I gazed a gazely stare, We walked a million hills
I must have died alone, A long long time ago.
Bitter words mean little to me; Autumn winds will blow right through me
As far as my eyes can see There are shadows surrounding me
Someday in the mist of time .. As the final curtain falls before my eyes”
“May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Mornie utúlië (darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen)
May it be the shadows call
Will fly away
May it be you journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun
Mornie utúlië (darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within..”
