Forgotten first version of DNA track.
Just yesterday’s track
Sometimes I need to dream of the imagination I had as a child.
Reaching the power of invisibility among people is a great power in this era, but you have to be ready … sometimes you can even be unsure of your own existence. Are you afraid of the desert? Do you exist when no one is watching you? At least, what I hope is that someone is listening, out there.
Sometimes I’m in doubt about myself. My insecure fingers blindly running over the strings … till they suddenly remember other invisible ones, connecting me to the beloved faces and moments of my life.
Yes! No snakes in Ireland! I don’t know whether there are reptilians or not.
My celtic way.
These guitar slides will teleport you farther than Proxima Centauri … if you’re able to listen to the whole track.