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(...) I hope the music that inspires my soul, will move yours Hope the doors that I move, will help you through yours I hope the strenght that you need, you can find in me I hope the angel's breath that I breathe will set your spirit at ease I want to bring you into my mind A place where ideas still matter A place where Flowers, Prophecy and Aaroma's Get Me High Inhale your essence, feel it down my spine I want to share the highlights of my life with yours These musical diaries are sheets of fate, issued to me and what ever they are is what my mind conceive All that I am, is not all that I will be I strive to keep my life a secret A Hazy Shade dim to the madness in public eyes Private to the world's entertainment The universe internalized through my eyes Brought to life in black in white And carried on through strums and beats Live Guitars, basses, horn, drums, drum machines, yeah drum machines (...) I hope the music that inspires my soul, will move yours Hope the doors that I move, will help you through yours I hope the strenght that you need, you can find in me I hope the angel's breath that I breathe will set your spirit at ease I sing for the world, but for myself I sing psalms I dance for men, but for myself I sleep I am in heaven, so if you need me you know where I'll be Praying to the Man that made a woman out of me Believe it or not THE MOST HIGH is my witness - you believe? My images is scattered clusters of emotions The Sketches of my pleasure and pains are one in the same When I fail, I pray........... Pru Renfro 2007
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