The leaves were never more alive than when they let go of the tree and danced through the air.
And the stars were never friendlier than when I saw them through your eyes.
Familar voices.... singing while the leaves danced.
Old friends gathering... to kiss the stars and relive the past.
The habits of the heart are easy to make. The choices of the soul are hard to see.
I knew you when I met you. And it felt a lot like love to me. -Colo
It seems that the end is nigh; and as we face the final curtain I would like to thank you all.
It's been no bed of roses. We've helped and we've hurt. So we have been.
I used to be concerned that I was showing too much, now the audience has dwindled to a whisper and empty popcorn boxes litter the floor. I would run after you all, and put a flyer under your windshield wiper, but we all know how that goes.
