The void is becoming much and more big, Aloness stands firm, A guilt , Roads blocked and curves are so blind...... I need a way , I need a way.....
"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of the dream. Wandering by lone sea breakers, and sitting by desolate streams. World losers and world forsakers, for whom the pale moon gleams. Yet we are movers and the shakers of the world forever it seems.”