Well this was a big lyric - I had to use the full hour - I sang it almost freestyle then had to go back and write the words - one or two I couldn’t remember so had to guess! Lifes Symphony Stared at the church i went to last Sunday…

I wish that things were different I want the world to know I want things moving fast I cant stand this being slow I want things in the open Share you with my friends Ill do whatever it takes The means will meet the ends But Its just…

I tell myself i'm passing time Until I am whole again But i'm not really sure at all If I will ever be the same They bought me me against my will But maybe they were right At least if I am out of my mind At least I am out of sight…

I tell myself i'm passing time Until I am whole again But i'm not really sure at all If I will ever be the same They bought me me against my will But maybe they were right At least if I am out of my mind At least I am out of sight…

Roses staring back at me Reminding me how it used to be Letting my mind meander Sitting, watching from my veranda Garden once full of happy voices Now different due to choices Sadness floating in the air Remembered from the rocking chair…

Roses staring back at me Reminding me how it used to be Letting my mind meander Sitting, watching from my veranda Garden once full of happy voices Now different due to choices Sadness floating in the air Remembered from the rocking chair…

Adnama17 and Coolparadiso V1 Sandwiched between the Northern Lights And the regal Southern Cross I ran away to a tiny island One room beach house, a pale new start On a mustard-colored morning Through the early morning mist My voided…

slow down less than 40bpm this is 30 viva la sloths

Adnama17 and Coolparadiso V1 Sandwiched between the Northern Lights And the regal Southern Cross I ran away to a tiny island One room beach house, a pale new start On a mustard-colored morning Through the early morning mist My voided…

Adnama17 and Coolparadiso V1 Sandwiched between the Northern Lights And the regal Southern Cross I ran away to a tiny island One room beach house, a pale new start On a mustard-colored morning Through the early morning mist My voided…