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I remember the things I felt at that bar in the mountains. The music was over... Some songs played on the Jukebox. The tears welled within me. The dusty road outside... I had my whole life ahead of me, a vision of the indescribable future. Tears fell within. Mountain life was different, but it fit me. A ship set sail on a lonely river. What was love anyway? Complicated. There was no one that could hurt me again I imagined. Just scars. Scars and a desire to make something out of my life. My cabin was just a shadow in the night. And I was supposed to believe I didn't know Jesus? I poured shots and beers that night to the locals. Some who had hearts and some whose hearts had escaped them. I'll never forget the songs that played on the Jukebox. The moon cast weary shadows, and eyes met eyes in the smoky bar. Smoke rising. All I could think of was having a fire for myself in my shell of a cabin outside, by the river. A river that always ran...
A Collection of Songs was collectively, zealously and carefully placed together, presenting various forms of literature Zeldis has written. From poetry to quotes from novels in preliminary stages, to even a salvaged letter he wrote to his daughter, with due respects. This book is in fact a collection of songs written over a twelve year period, which are impressionistic in their approach, conveying a message of friendship and love, written for a diverse audience. As the lyrics unfold an unknown phenomenon awaits. Music is the language of the soul, and so what better way to convey peace, love, hope and humanity? This is a primitive hope, in a modern, racing world: Do I have to live the way they do? The vision plainly-an underground culture begins to develop in the society in ways that are still unseen. Valuing freedom, something that the mainstream, screaming, master civilization cannot disintegrate. Because simply, it lies behind the eyes of those who embrace it and is felt from within. They work in ways only God can see, and you and I would only know from the other side. Music is Unity! And Unity is speech! And we are Actors under the stars!
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