I don't know why, but it seems to me that the music I listen to in the morning affects my mood. I was listening to jazz numbers by Mario Biondi .. And it really lifted my spirit quite a bit.
Now, I'm back into Dream Theater, again, with Through Her Eyes being played at the moment.
Now, when it comes to my heart, where is it drifting to? Like what Shemane told me; my heart's always flying. It's good to fly, but never fly too long.
So, where is it flying to? Into your hands?
You already have a part of it, because you're still family.
She wasn't given any choice,
Desperation stole her voice..
Speaking what my mind thinks.
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