"that light you see"That light you seeI couldn't see, i could breatheI couldn't sit or stand or thinknothing seemed clear and nothing was rightthen I spoke with you, shine did that lighteverything you knewand everything we felttogether we flewand in your arms i'd meltyou couldn't say itafraid you'll lose itafraid to feel itmissunderstood itbecause of an angela feeling you couldn't killbecause of an angela feeling you couldn't spillthat little lightin the corner of your eyethats me standing bymaking sure your alrightthat light you seeyou see, it's methere in your mindand looking at methat light you did findit's me in the back of your mind
musicThis is a story about a girl not much older than I, and her love for music. The music wasn't just a song she liked or a band she heard of, but she lived her life in it. Everything that she felt , dreamt of, thought of, was something connected to music. She didn't just listen to the sounds of a singing guitar or the heart beat of a pearl drumms, she was the music, and with it she flew.She lived her life on music. Every one she lived with, hung with were musicians. All her freidns her family and even her co-workersand employers were musically talented.But she was not. She was a band aid, to did whatever she could to aid the bands.