And the days show no sign of slowing up or down, one twirls into another like we used to toddle into pirouettes. The free times are for freedom; they are as precious as my Keys and I am nearly as jealous of them. In them I am running as furiously as the summer and I don't know when I'll stop.Aug 11, 2007
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And the days show no sign of slowing up or down, one twirls into another like we used to toddle into pirouettes. The free times are for freedom; they are as precious as my Keys and I am nearly as jealous of them. In them I am running as furiously as the summer and I don't know when I'll stop.
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Your magic fingers can save lifes... your love enter in the souls by hearing... not just hearing... so... HEARING!!!!
Piano says: Would you love me evrery day?
What you say about it?
I know you can send those magic chords, all those magic sounds, every note, every bar to all the universe.
Thank you for beeing a musician... we need more dream makers in this hurt world.
Saludos desde Mexico amiga.
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