Tear-stained skin weathers resting near as the sun is born A sacrament to visions of sorrow and seasons of remorse Butterflies disturb the light with dance Flowers sway and gently bend Beckoning with soul the wind Life brings another chance…

Mr. Greene The most beautiful man I’d ever seen Our high school teacher Mr. Greene Little more than a child at seventeen In love with our teacher Mr. Greene Immature and so out of touch Just a silly schoolgirl crush. Dreamy kid; Duran…

wrote this song about 6 yrs ago , mix and mastered , guitars , keyboard , bass guitar , vocals and backing vocals , lead guitar , mandolin , and song written by myself , hope you like it thanks for your time ,.....cheers tony cee

Was feeling kinda low. Decided to process it the way I know how. Write a song. Silence can be sacred.