A singer without Voice is like a moth searching for flame:
She thinks she's looking for light and warmth
In a maddening game:
Hide-and-seek in the dark--
Life never seems so stark
Hide-and-seek in the dark--
Life never seems so stark
Until she makes a deadly 'mistake'
Flapping her wings too close to the heat
Enamored with the Light, in an ash-filled flash
She is at One with what she once did seek.
From that moment,
From deep in the passion of the Flame,
She knows Voice's true Home
And She will never be the same.
THIS is Life. THIS is Love. THIS is Opera Organically.
Flapping her wings too close to the heat
Enamored with the Light, in an ash-filled flash
She is at One with what she once did seek.
From that moment,
From deep in the passion of the Flame,
She knows Voice's true Home
And She will never be the same.
THIS is Life. THIS is Love. THIS is Opera Organically.
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