And then sometimes I don't want to write anything at all but just listen... this tune came to mind as I was sitting back waiting for nothing much more than the sun to go down. Isn't that just the way sometimes, a moment captures a tune which captures a thought and another trace of another fragment to become the closing bars in the dimming of a day, as you let it slip away. And yet still it remains, while little more than a brief memory it locks itself away... and its been a good day, nothing exceptional has happened, it just was... I may dig for a better version of this tune to update,like a longer version, but it will do for now...
And then sometimes I don't want to write anything at all but just listen... this tune came to mind as I was sitting back waiting for nothing much more than the sun to go down. Isn't that just the way sometimes, a moment captures a tune which captures a thought and another trace of another fragment to become the closing bars in the dimming of a day, as you let it slip away. And yet still it remains, while little more than a brief memory it locks itself away... and its been a good day, nothing exceptional has happened, it just was... I may dig for a better version of this tune to update, like a longer version, but it will do for now...
