aceblade's works for Monday, January 16, 2012

contemporary blend, melodic tunes, some mere words, others with beats, strums, good ole' fashioned blues, expression is the form of art, that blend's dripping sounds soothes the aching, of an unloved, unknowing heart, eyes closed, someone else's words, somehow capture your thoughts, that explaned... Sign in to see full entry.

Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don't believe I'm wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone. Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here alone. Their are some... Sign in to see full entry.