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2 years ago
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2 years ago
Ray Linch
Piano3072
added to a playlist
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Celestial Soda Pop by Ray Lynch ~ Ward Studios Version ~ Deep Breakfast
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Clouds Below Your Knees - Ray Lynch
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Here & Never Found - Ray Lynch
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Ray Lynch - The True Spirit of Mom and Dad...Relaxing, Peaceful, Soothing
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Ray Lynch - The Vanished Gardens of Cordoba
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Relaxing, Calming, Tranquil Snowfall: Ray Lynch - The True Spirit of Mom and Dad
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"Viaje de vuelta" .- Ray Lynch : Homeward At Last
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Your Feeling Shoulders ~ Ray Lynch new age music from the Deep Breakfast album
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About Piano3072
You have to look at it in symbols. It might be in the darkness which lives are created. It might be in the lights that we can keep it simple. We can create beautiful dreams. The dreams I desired and never got. I wish I could have created a new world. Since there is always something else to think of. I think of you. You have great wordings. The lines are infinite to my dreams. To the waves of my own ears. I am influences by the evolution of music. The piano playing is the sound which is the most attached to earth. The notes are soft in my mind, a revelation for my thoughts. I have studied great aughors. I have understood a love story. I see nature at ease. I know trees, and mountains, the sun and the nights. I know flowers and rainbows. I know people in their ways. Its just that I want to hear them as in amusements. And they say we can not play if we want to win. I want both. Can we make things appen for real again in our living if we believe enough in faith maybe. Dancing is the greatest discipline. The movement of our life explains it. We can not all dance. The music changes through time. The space occupies what I admire. I will soon be able to show what I am doing with my pictures.
You have to look at it in symbols. It might be in the darkness which lives are created. It might be in the lights that we can keep it simple. We can create beautiful dreams. The dreams I desired and never got. I wish I could have created a new wor...
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Feb 10, 2010Date Joined
Dec 5, 2007About this user
I am a woman or a man or even a child. Am I a cloud, or the sun, a turtle, or just a rose. A rose which has not been cut up. A rose where they have planted a garden around us. So we would not feel alone anymore.I draw just lines, and I draw full of lines to make images. I draw my dreams. I speak in my drawings as a prayer, to tell. When I cannot understand anymore I have my drawings. And I can still say it. In silence, in the noise of what music can do. Its costing me nothing else than charcoal and pensil. I tried to paint, and colour, but it is finally my drawings which appears. Just lines, always lines of long roads of living.