Dance life to the end So many have muttered live life to the fullest So much to see so much to do so many not free No time to count wilted flowers in a garden that will produce more Every breath till the last is more precious then of ones desires A shame of shallow material things some wrap their being around How long you live will be to short regardless of the days in age There is no guarantee of tomorrow Memories will be left behind for those that remain Smiles in the shedding of frowns I say, no tissues, no tears dance with me till the end Remember me for now I say for those You should have known me
Updates for Robert Vardell:
Is working on a new video. All guest and music will be named on its release.
Working on my next book to follow In My Mind. Also working on other various projects personally and combined efforts with other talents.
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We once loved in the snow Danced in the springs rain Found harmony in summers sunshine Sung among all their winds Now I am not lost in your eyes or feel your everlasting touch You have threw me from your heart now among autumn leaves you burn my words
Champagne Tears Stars so far through the moon-lit night From this horrid place I wander The fire burns low to the screaming heart that cries emotion through the mind
Champagne glass sparkles to the eyes fill with sorrow Being held from a love that will never die
A tear begins to creep Background music travels Soft as a warm breeze Sip of champagne Yearning your love but the little birdie tells lies
Falling light to the sounds of the night life Entrapping me It just is not right keeping us from each others sight
A tear forming a drop Fresh cut grass intermixed with pine A fire burns low
Too many long weeks without our love that clutters Champagne glass sparkles Your gentle embrace as the warming breeze Loving peach kiss to the falling light
This is not all I miss Tears roll down my face into the glass of champagne Perhaps one day you will hear the sound