I cant help but ask Do you know where you areShe turns to me with a foreboding glare. Do you

There is a stillness between us a period of restlessness that ties my stomachin a hangmans noose. It is this same lack in noise that lives there in thedarkness of the grave how it frightens me beyond all things.

Call me crazy but there is something terribly wrong with this city.

Do we not each dream of dreams Do we not dance on the notes of lostmemories Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday since dreamsplay when time is askew Are we not all adrift in the constant sea of trial and when all is done do we not all yearn for ships to carry us home

Nobody ever talks about the pyramids that werent built the books that werent written the songs that werent sung. Stop letting your fear condemn you to mediocrity. Get out of your own way. Your dreams are a poetic reflection of your souls wishes. Be courageous enough to follow them. There is no greater time than now to experience the full power of your potential. Make this the day you take the first step in the beautiful journey of bringing your dreams to life.

Songs have taught me more about life than school ever has and how to follow my ambitions no matter what they are and how to live my life no matter the trade-off.

All is as if the world did cease to exist. The citys monuments go unseen its past unheard and its culture slowly fading in the dismal sea.