Recently, a close friend of mine and I were playing a game -- just a simple game where we asked each other random questions.
I asked him, "What's something you couldn't live without and why?"
He answered, "Music, because everything I've ever thought, felt, or lived by was...
..when the night has been too lonely,
and the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only,
for the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snow,
lies the seed that with the sun's love,
In the spring, becomes The Rose...
the distant lights along the runwaydisappear into the evening sky.Oh you know I'm with you on your journey,never could say goodbye.It's not the sun you're trying to findsomething else is on your mind.You need a little space and time to break away.It's not the place you're going...