L'Ultima Traccia
​​She is a reason to my writing
the ink to my soul
her soft finger traces
the heart that pumps blood
to this vessel heart of mine.
As the wind blows
through the sea breeze
she is there
writing in the wind
she is the writing to my soul
the ink to my pen
the reason to beat again
she is the one for summertime love
and more.
She's an entranceway
into the sublime awareness
that's in my mind
an inner place where I see you,
can you feel and see me too?
I'm thinking thoughts
which disappear so very close,
so very near with sun rising
in the sky releasing thoughts away
to fly only to touch her heart.
She's radiant like poetry
or words like birds
that keep flying to
the secret place
in which we hide to find peace
can you hear me deep inside?
For moments out of time
a moment neither yours nor mine
we're together while apart
I can feel you in my heart.
Can you feel me too?
She is a reason to my writing
the ink to my soul
her soft finger traces
the heart that pumps blood
to this vessel heart of mine.
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(lyrics by Brysen)
L'idea
di fondo
Mi piace pensare che ogni momento sia speciale e che possegga una propria energia;
Questa energia rimane appiccicata da qualche parte nello spazio-tempo.
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Se la vita è cambiamento, musica, gioia...
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Questo spazio raccoglierà alcune delle nostre esperienze per mantenere in movimento la loro energia condividendola con gli altri per poi restituirla all'universo.
