Because some things in life just hurt so much that you need to feel physical pain to start to heal from it.

You are the moon that breaks the night . You are the fear that I hate to fight. Times are wrong in all that is done. My treasure is love that I give to only one. Cherrish the treasures given to your heart and never let anything hurt from the start. You chose your path so accept and believe, that peace love and light are needed to breathe.

The nose can__ help catchin_ what the ears get sick with. Yessir, rock bands just sweat evil. Evil__ been around for a long time, ever since rocks started getting real hot and making a lot of noise as they exploded out o_ the ground and evil spirits wisped out of hell. If a band ever uses a fog machine, hold your breath so you don__ become possessed by one.

With my guitar, I could write my own stories, my own poems, and my own destiny. No one could take away the feelings, the emotions or the truth of my notes. They could hide secrets and provoke images of words that never should be whispered. I could compose the melody of my aching heart and write into it my own happily ever after since no one seemed to think after all my suffering I deserved one. That's okay, I would make my own.

I want to wake up ev­ery day I have left to the warmth of your lips on mine, the sound of your voice singing next to me, the feel of your fin­gers on my skin and your heart beat­ing mu­sic with mine.

If life throws you a few bad notes or vibrations, don't let them interrupt or alter your song.