4:45 am I awake
at the last note
of my dream
Exchanges of chords and melodies
In my friend’s parents’ yards, under a summer night sky, where many jolly gatherings , good food, mood and music have lived and passed, like a laughter.. how strongly you should remember to break the fast-bowling working-rolling routine, and create such moments of joy !
.. my subconscious was reminding me. I haven’t created it, it created it for me
At 4:50 am, under a dreamy August sky, friends from the sunny side of life
An exchange of chords and melodies, guitare soli, sound like Stratocaster, look like purple Ltd
The melodies are from two old friends who used to skip classes at uni
To make their lives sing
The music notes fly, accelerate, slow down, rock and roll and sing, melodiously
Excite and soothe me
Transport me higher than the dream
Just like they do in reality
Is music the dream or the dream music? …
The fly was good and the landing was smoothe
now at 5:23 I stop writing it
and I go back to dreaming
Bonne nuit
