If I whispered in your ear a silent whisper
    could it become
         something that grew bigger?

Or would it wither with a moment or perhaps stay longer...

Longer than the wind cries...

Longer than both of us could survive?

If I whispered to you a silent lie
   would you let it become true?

If I said I loved you would you let it be...

If I'd said, so many words,
  would you still hear them?

If I'd answered without thinking..
  maybe without doubting...
    maybe without hiding...

If the whisper now became more silent
  than the whisperer
would you still hear it?

Once upon a summer daydream
a young boy without much to do
I sat in dreams upon a quiet peace
wondering what shall happen soon

I imagined a house upon a hill
filled with children and many thrills
with much food to fill our plates
and many a night to stay up late

We'd grow old and calm in our ways
with never losing kind words to say
giving thanks to having more days
that we could share and humbly remain

In this dream perhaps what was lived
was a longing for what passion gives
but in the awakening one finds the fib
of what one yearned but had not did

Now upon a dreams rude awakening
comes for at least a peaceful sigh
that to had dreamed to be living
is better than to had hoped to die

I might be saintless but not the devil
it's all really just a senseless riddle
that we could one day come to unravel
if it wasn't so inconvenient to the power

So why not let me become the welcomed
to my own house where I once reckoned
was it something that I had might forgotten
that makes you all be so unduly rotten

I could say to the mirror that it really deceives
who is in the eye of the believer is not the received
between empty promises and false beginnings
nothing really matters until its finally the ending

So at least I can give thanks where none is due
that all could at least remember what they didn't do
and let me for once begin to understand my  happiness
that is no longer hindered by all my past sufferance

Thanks for sharing and Im glad we could meet
to once again laugh at each others fruitless feets
but at least one tried to be noble and not fail
so all those who are present can still tell the tale

Let the story write its own ending that doesnt start before the beginning.

What can I do to maybe share some brief sign that I might once again touch your heart, as it sits in its frozen state not letting me in.

What can I do to maybe help us remember what we now try so hard to forget

What can I do to maybe remind us to forget not the forgotten but live once again the begotten

So instead of maybe we might become someone that answers the call and continues asking but not ignoring nor hoping all is forgotten

Maybe...

smokey mountain water rain on the night
thinking here that everythings all right
are we going to see some signs of your life
or don't tell me that you gave up the fight

hello there can see me
hello there can you hear me
You know Ive been waiting for sometime

hello there can see me
hello there can you hear me
you know that I want you by my side

early morning sunrise springs to arrive
didnt know if you remember those times
when we laughed together or when we cried
waiting to see some signs of your life

hello there can see me
hello there can you hear me
You know Ive been waiting for sometime

hello there can see me
hello there can you hear me
you know that I want you by my side

many days have passed and nothin lasts
only the smile I remember in your eyes
cant say Im sorry for what has passed
since only we had shared our lives

hello there can see me
hello there can you hear me
you know that I want you by my side
all all of the time
sweet sweet darlin of mine.

Asi sera la vida
preciosa y nada divina
luchamos por algo rico
y quedamos con la botana

Asi sera que no soy rico
pero en mis venas tiembla
el sabor a conocer
el momento que me estima

Asi soy como refugio
tomando copas del diablo
siento momentos de alegria
como me mata la felicidad

Asi soy como hermano
buscando a la vida pleno
y en que momento me lleno
me tengo que retirar

Asi es la vida
hermosa y cruel
Asi es la vida
Bonito y final

Entonces me sigo tomando copas
y sigo riesgandome
por el fin a tener
un feliz final

Sitting alone in the silhouette of my past
Reflecting on all thats come and thats left
Many dark memories of what didnt last
Trying to forget about their theft

Still I wonder where is the angel who I always hear

Ive seen her glimpes through the years
A small child now grown and growing
How often I cried and felt her tears
How often Ive felt lonley

And still I wonder where is the angel who I always feel

The muse comes to remind me of who I need to be
Only to fight and fight the torment inside
To once again find the way to love and be free
And let the past and all thats gone be

And I ask where is the angel who I always see

She smiles at me from far away, a glimpse of bright sunny day
How Ive missed her through all the years in all the moments

Now I see my angel again, how her beauty lights my way
So I ask if my angel will stay by my side for eternity

To stay that we can share... that we can dream that we can live the life
that we always imagined... that we can be free to love, to give, to receive
My angel, I love you, forever and ever and ever...
My angel, my daughter, how beautiful you are and will always be.