Boo

MyGen Profile GeneratorThere will come a time in your life when you will ask yourself a series of questions. Am I happy with who I am? Am I happy with the people around me? Am I happy with what I'm doing? Am I happy with the way my life is going? Do I have a life or am I just living? Do not let these questions restrain or trouble you, just point yourself in the direction of your dreams. Find your strength in the sound and make your transition. Do not spend to much time thinking and not enough doing. Did I try the hardest at any of my dreams? Did I purposly let others discourage me when I knew I could? Will I die never knowing what I could have been or could have done? Do not let these doubts restrain or trouble you, just point yourself in the direction of your dreams. Find your strength in the sound and make your transition. There will be people who'll say you can't, but you will. There will be people who'll say you dont mix this with that and you will say "watch me". There will be people who'll say play it safe, thats to risky and you will take that chance and have no fear. You wont let these questions restrain or trouble you. You will point yourself in the direction of your dreams. You will find the strength in the sound and make your transition. For those who know, it's time to leave the house and go back to the field. Find your strength in the sound, it's what got us do in the first place. Find your strength in the sound and make your transition. - The Unknown Writer (Underground Resistance - "Transition") /// There's a starman waiting in the sky, he'd like to come and meet us, but he thinks he'd blow our minds ! /// Seul sur le sable les yeux dans l'eau, mon reve tait trop beau. /// Picture yourself in a boat on a river, with tangerine trees and marmalade skies. Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, a girl with kaleidoscope eyes. Cellophane flowers of yellow and green, towering over your head. Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes, and she's gone. /// Oui, ta mere est l'offrande, souffrant au mieux aux gres des vents, inspirant mon elan ! /// There was a time when you let me know, whats really going on below. But now you never show that to me do ya. But remember when I moved in you. And the holy dove was moving too. And every breath you drew was hallelujah.