Gothic art coming alive, wild free stallion with the paper heart of a child. Going nowhere in particular, talent remains hidden from mankind until the end of time. Going nowhere in particular, breathe oxygen into lungs and continue to sit on the sidelines. Hopelessly dreaming to become something beautiful like a shooting star, go to war with inner demons. Choosing to see and believe in the miraculous, never be afraid to put on a brave face and cry out to the lord through singing. Blossoming into a mighty warrior of God, it is similar to birthing a baby. Faded morning glory, unsung everyday ordinary hero, rest in peace. Unchained melody, earth angel, please rest in peace but return back onto the world's stage is very possible in the near future.