Notepad in his Hand
Here’s the true story – why? When I was 18 I went to a little place up north near a […]
Here’s the true story – why? When I was 18 I went to a little place up north near a […]
Verse 1 Mr TeslaBurning brightHold your torchAgainst the night Cold roomsOne bare chairIdeas hummingEverywhere ⸻ Verse 2 You walked aloneStreet
Verse 1He counted breath in thinning air,Each step a measured prayer,The mountain known, the risk declared,No bravado there.Just tired eyes
I watched my wife Angela tending her flowers – like they were human – funny really…I wrote this in about
(Classical Ballad Version — Male + Female Vocal + Choir) [NARRATION – soft, spoken, warm tone]Tonight we honour a legacy