Open doors. . Very very slowly the door is opening. Come out young man. See your stagnant lake is meeting the sky where a moon Is being born. . To wake all tired minds from sleep,and lead to a moonlight Where in the womb of a sublime music,a moon in an angelic sight Is being born. . In distant high rises,tranquil farmhouses,near and far All are waiting. Come out young man.Pick up the guitar . Begin your party In this […]