Erin Bode, Something More

I am lost in a empty world...
nothing chances, everything changes...
your image still on my own...
just that...
images and more images...
the lights...
the sounds...
the shadows...
arrives and remain
on everything you leave...
autumn begins...
the day is,
softness,
timeless,
loneliness,
endless...
Im not sad...
neither happy...
I am...
because...
you are...
sleep on my dreams...
on life of dawns and sunsets...
there,you play with the memories...
with that we cant touch...
I dont know you thinking...
but...
it not matter...
watching you...
listen you...
thinking of you...
you do it again...
the magic is here...
you bring me a new horizon...
the simple things,
lives in a wonder dream...
above the sky of blossoms,
a sun of senses shines...
in the air the essences of souls,
plays in a space of peace...
down, the floor is a big puzzle
of smiles and sighs...
we must do it,
to remind us...
then, we made a field
of memories and remembrances...
over there, have been grown up,
new feelings, deep feelings...
an amazing rain of marshmallows,
fall by surprise...
we try to eat all of them,
but, is impossible...
climbing in a bubbles tree,
very hard, very funny,
to saving us...
on the top of the tree,
together, too tired, too happy,
we rest pleased..
then, the bubbles,
begins to fly to sky, with us...
around us, start a dance of rainbows,
with the rhythm our hearts...
a song of free feelings,
remember me you are so close, so far...
a soft wind of snow diamonds,
pop the bubbles...
and...
we still there,
floating through the thoughts and sensations...
a little tide of stars,
drawing everything that we feel...
another tide of clouds,
take with us...
floating like a feathers in time,
we fall in feelings in spiral...
finally, we arrive
to river of our illusions...
sailing across purple reflections
and bliss vibrations,
you leave me and you go with the twilight...
maybe we are simple things in the universe...
maybe not...
maybe we are,
wings of imagination,
letters in silence,
mirrors of destiny,
balloons to eternity,
textures of memories,
umbrellas to forgetfulness,
waves of illusions,
boats on loneliness,
candies of desire,
notes in freedom,
cartoons of love,
fruits of conscience,
colors to sadness,
sands of time..
all things we want to be,
something we cant to be,
but, we are,
that we let to do...

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[zynjan]

my last cd of yours broke in my car so I am very pleased to repurchase your music.1 of the best vocalists I have ever heard.

[LOVEIsDasani]

Sorry I missed the New Year's 2010 show in St. Louis. :(

[chewjfsh]

Erin, do us a favor and come to New York, New York.....so we can enjoy you LIVE!

[MrJuggerknot72]

I want to thank my former co-worker emily to giving me this album. i think of you everytime i hear it. wish things wouldve been different. i truly like you, and this album sums up who you are and how i feel about you.