Before horses, now trains
before wooden boats, now metallic ships
before small brick houses, now high skyscrapers
before flying birds, now internet
before animals' skin, now branded fabrics
before candles' light, now electricity

Everything us changed around us,
but not our inward world:
our desire to be loved,
our need of acceptance,
our longing to be happy.

Dear parents
little did I know
He would braid our lives
for one vast plot
where the audience are my eyes
where the audience are the skies.

If you look deep within,
down in the town of your soul,
would you say
you're happy with the life you're living?

Flipping through the pages of this album after 50 years
Wishing I could smell the vanilla field
when you were hugging me.
Wish I had a time-machine to say goodbye
Right now I am in this living room where our nephews should have stayed
and where they should have played.

You left this earth
but not my heart
there you will stay until its last beat.
You left your body
but not my thoughts
there you will stay until we meet again
I hate to think "mine" remains unsaid.

Grace Sparks

It's time to untangle
All of the doubts that keep me down
It's time to let go of the pain, the past
All that makes me cry
It's time to venture out
To where I'll grow and learn to soar

Surely I won't miss out
All that you've planned, the best for me
I'm singing out loud, the songs of faith
Let it resound
Sunrise is calling out, “The night has gone
It’s the end of fear!”

En-route to win
Swinging through the wind
In the freedom of Christ my King

Your loving grace sparks
Like a thousand northern lights
So I won't be lost
When you are my guide
(Jesus, you are my guide)

Fuelled by Your perfect love
I’m moving up, moving up
Burden-free and ready to take off
I'm rising up, rising up

Don't strive to have a life that only looks good from the outside.
Live a life that feels great on the inside.

I can't run from sleep
from thirst and hunger
and my dreams
The horizon's calling me
& it's there where I'm supposed to be

So I'll be who I've never been before
with your wind and my wings
I'm ready to soar
Your love is on loop.

My heartbeat, is beating out of time
I can’t sleep, or get you off my mind
And I’ve been here before, far too many times
I need your heartbeat, to get me realigned


So tell me is this love?
Is it a vital spark?
Or another question mark?


Palpitations, pound in my chest
I’m out of control, out of control
Hands keep shaking, never at rest
I’m out of control, out of control


You caught my attention like the lights
In the still night with flitting fireflies
Will you call me yours?
I hope in this lifetime
I need your heartbeat its life to humankind



If sail through the blue
To lands I never knew
For someone worthy of pursuit
It could only be you
Could only be you



Palpitations, pound in my chest
I’m out of control, out of control
Hands keep shaking, never at rest
I’m out of control, out of control

After all these years I look up
and the moon is the same
Then I look at myself in the mirror
and it's a person that never stopped changing and never will.

When you know that tomorrow
you may not be alive
because of an uncurable illness
you will change your eyes
you would do your best today
cherishing every moment
savouring the taste of life
seeing everything under a different light.
New hues, nuances and shades
that were hidden from your sight
due to familiarity
because of wrong focus.
What if we decided to live like that?
what if we really made the choice to live and not exist
To be present in the now
Not worrying about the future
or regretting what lies behind.

Cause in the end you may not have an uncurable illness
But there's no assurance that tomorrow our eyes will be able to glare the sunlight.
So live.

Sprang out of bed
the mess in my head
there's a drumline
in my chest
I'm the one late
for the runway
there's a plane on it
with my name on it


I had everything
planned so perfectly

Who would have thought
I'd find a knot
in this coordinated plot
it feels like a failed shot

I get there in time i thank the airline
find my seat A29
I'm in the air now
unaware how
my worst nightmare
i'm in the wrong flight here
I had everything
planned so perfectly

Who would have thought
I'd find a knot
in this coordinated plot
it feels like a failed shot flight here

Welcome to NYC
this is not italy
colosseum and museums
will stay there in my dreams
Is all this pain my price
for not waking up in time