The Search for Reason
 

 
The music of awakened Solitude, is like the dance of falling leaves; the sound of silence carried by the tinkling of bells a thousand miles away.
 
 
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Tuesday, August 27, 2002
 
This Is Where I Belong
(Bryan Adams, R.J. Lange, Hans Zimmer)


I hear the wind across the plain
A sound so strong - that calls my name
It's wild like the river - it's warm like the sun
Ya it's here - this is where I belong

Under the starry skies - where eagles have flown
This place is paradise - it's the place I call home
The moon on the mountains
The whisper through the trees
The waves on the water
Let nothing come between this and me

Cuz everything I want - is everything that's here
And when we're all together - there's nothing to fear

And whenever I wander - the one thing I've learned
It's to here - I will always...always return


It is ironic that even in knowing that this is the perfect place for me, I cannot help but wander, only to return later.




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