mixing digs in computer data rips out the heart of the idea in spilled spells where once there was a time.

mixing digs in computer data rips out the heart of the idea in spilled spells where once there was a time.

mixing digs in computer data rips out the heart of the idea in spilled spells where once there was a time.

mixing digs in computer data rips out the heart of the idea in spilled spells where once there was a time.

Feel the wind in my sails Heading toward a brighter day No more dark, dead end trails Looks like sunshine all the way Aint no stopping me now Been a long time in the darkness Bangin round where I can’t see Smell the fresh air through the window…

Feel the wind in my sails Heading toward a brighter day No more dark, dead end trails Looks like sunshine all the way Aint no stopping me now Been a long time in the darkness Bangin round where I can’t see Smell the fresh air through the window…

Feel the wind in my sails Heading toward a brighter day No more dark, dead end trails Looks like sunshine all the way Aint no stopping me now Been a long time in the darkness Bangin round where I can’t see Smell the fresh air through the window…

I trust this song is an encouragement to you...we are not alone. There is an intimate Divine closeness that we are invited into...moment by moment. I am so thankful for this... You are with me now You are with me now Within this sacred moment…

I trust this song is an encouragement to you...we are not alone. There is an intimate Divine closeness that we are invited into...moment by moment. I am so thankful for this... You are with me now You are with me now Within this sacred moment…

I trust this song is an encouragement to you...we are not alone. There is an intimate Divine closeness that we are invited into...moment by moment. I am so thankful for this... You are with me now You are with me now Within this sacred moment…