What are the whispers that we hear but can't begin//To decipher or descry despite how we begin//To see inside our mind things that can't come from within...
Can’t Come From Within
Do I Stand, Forgotten
Do I stand, forgotten, as I forget myself?
All Systems Go
Sometimes you just don't know Sometimes you don't wanna know Sometimes it's your heart Sometimes you don't know where to start Take in the scene Take in the gentle breeze Don't worry if it's more Life doesn't stop for storms All systems go In a race for the stars Towards a new home A... Continue Reading →
December Rose 