Imagine trees could produce Wi-Fi. It would be the purest delusion. Everyone would plant, nurture and care for trees. There would be trees everywhere and everyone would like to have his own.
One would plant with such tremendous speed and efficiency that soon there would be no more deforestation. One would even demolish buildings that take up unnecessary space. We would consider the trees sacred, something indispensable, something that everyone wanted to fight for. But it is not like that. Too bad that the trees only produce the air we need to breathe.
This gem was hidden deep in my memory when it came back to my mind today to bring it here. As an unearthy mixture of two of my greatest passions, this piece is passion itself. It is from a time when Nightwish played covers on their concerts for Tarja to rest. Marco was quite new and I didn’t really know what to think of this rough and uncouth mountain of a man. But after listening to this song I admired […]
Have I told you about the magpie, my only friend. Have you heard about the tears and the nights in the rain. And I want you to know, I want you by my side. I could have helped you find a way back into this world. If I ever face this world, we’ll be together. This is for you to know. This is for you to feel. – In Mourning –