why am I here I ask my self, am I not like that old book on a shelf? is not each day like a brand new page? does wisdom and knowledge come with age? why do I do the things I do? I see all life with a different view, well I'm riding a comet, I've caught me a star, and I can show people just who you really are. you ask me why I do not leave, why it's for the people I greave, so until your journey comes to an end, the question why will never end, for it was here on the creation day, and it will still be here when we're all blown away.....why
life and God
to keep on creating words and music.
Jesus loves me
the dead,J. Cash, Dylan.
their is still a chance
to me it is the same reality we are all a part of the truth
why did it take me so long to get here
not knowing what I am doing
I go for band night
the truth as they see it.
Cass Finch David Solomon