I'm Not The Quiet Sensitive

Through The Years As The Fire Starts To Mellow, Burning Lines In The Book Of Our Lives. Though The Binding Cracks And The Pages Start To Yellow, I'll Be In Love With You.

Wealthy The Spirit That Knows Its Own Flight. Stealthy The Hunter Who Slays His Own Fright. Blessed The Traveler Who Journeys The Length Of The Light

I Wish I Was A Little More Gregarious And Outgoing

If People Are Willing To Buy It And Listen To It And They Like It And Enjoy It, Then It's Viable.

There Is No Darkness In This Place That We're Bound Love Is The Only Thing That Matters