suddenly everything becomes clear.
I don't know why I'm lost
The frosty feeling fades from my face
and I look around for my escape.
A simple valley carries me around.
I'll be fine I know, I'll sit here for a spell
The glass is half empty, the glass has spilled
And I'm a long way from where I used to feel
The breeze became a wind, the letters scattered of the page,
And a sharpened finger caressed across the lobe of my overconfidence.
Can you feel it move? Like a cold ice cube cold across a solid marble surface.
slowing down..
slowing down..
Did the glass fall out of reach?
Is somebody else around?
How will I know if it's just me?
Is nobody else around?
Many things have been said about Aruán Ortiz, and I don't think I can sum it all up right here. But this guy has some very unique and interesting things to say on his piano. ddb
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