… the only listening eyes are mine.
Marking my day by the length of the shadows stretched over the fields of my past.
Light travels falling Through vast and undulating distance Both at once and forever I see now why She left Falling
Not ascending or descending Suspended high above the far-below
Fun in the magic hour.
Glitter Girl – by Robert Müller “She gets to me, inside my head, through my heart’s unraveled seams …” ©2001 Pale Yellow Music/ASCAP
– by Rob Müller
Count by threes
Spiral – By Robert Müller … into control.
There’s something about life in the northern winter; things you can’t forget … and a distant feeling I can’t quite put a finger on. Here is a new song that I just recorded over the last few days. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did making it. 🙂 Come on Spring.