Chris Botti Lyrics & Chords By Indian Summer

The only piece I still can grip with my hands are the pieces of the memories of your heart. Not the same old songs anymore. Waking eyes, I would die to see that again. The only...read more

in the yard with optimu everything seemed so prime but a death of a child can tear them all apart(all i seem to remember about that day was the sun shining through the window ...read more

So now it's your turn to tell me that I'm wrong I've never seen anything quite like this. I always miss. I'm asking you to smile because that's what I like...read more

everyone- nine to five, we're just trying to survive. we're so calm, just like sheep. close your eyes. shhhh. brent- there's only one word for this. nine to five, you're dead. ...read more

This space starts out empty and I know it can't hurt more than it already does And it all falls down around me and hits me in the face and falls onto the ground And I wish that I...read more