I can't make you love me

I've been so many places in my life and time
And I've sung a lot of songs, I've made some bad rhymes
I've acted out my life in stages, ten thousand people watching
But we're alone now and I'm singing this song to you...

- Bon Iver

The stuff that goosebumps are made of :)

Six feet under the stars

I think my sense of spirituality lies within music.

That sense of peace, and being one with the outside, calm on the inside and in sync with the world.

Finding myself in the space of a song, between the beats, within the words.

That journey of acoustic discovery, never ending.

The discovery of song and the creation of musical instruments both owed their origin to a human impulse which lies much deeper than conscious intention: the need for rhythm in life… the need is a deep one, transcending thought, and disregarded at our peril. 

-Richard Baker

But what kind of heart doesn't look back?

Goosebumps again. It's been a while :)

Our song

'We never were
We'll never be

Strangers kissing in the pouring rain
Chasing after your leaving train
But we know that's not how our song goes'

-Spill Canvas

So hold this feeling like a newborn...

"but the search ends here
Where the night is totally clear
And your heart is fierce
So now you finally know
That you control where you go
You can steer"

- Missy Higgins