Music calms my thoughts, they turn in to an endless chain, lost in the valleys of dreams, words sleep , while images pop into the sky like balloons. The sounds sooth my worry's and compliment my imaginary. The pen of my voice turns into trees and vines that surround the corridors of my mind. And while the breeze of the calm shuts my eyes I loose myself in the beauty of you. Of me. Of the land of dreams.
(This album is very good, found it in Pandora)
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