Searching for First Light

Another sunset without you. How precious were those little moments… how futile are these tardy words. …

After spending an entire night dancing at an outdoor festival, I wake up in my tent, …

Sit down. Stop thinking for a while. That thought? Let it go. Let it all go. …

In the silent and sad mountains, music speaks without the lyrics. Words escape and rise in …

Another sunset without you. How precious were those little moments… how futile are these tardy words. …

Sit down. Stop thinking for a while. That thought? Let it go. Let it all go. …

Another sunset without you. How precious were those little moments… how futile are these tardy words. …

Sit down. Stop thinking for a while. That thought? Let it go. Let it all go. …