where the room takes you

over in this place and spot was memorys

and by the time you hit the door it closed

like a Man playing the Cello and a Woman

playing the Banjo two worlds collided and

suddenly there respective creations had no

more Room

as the leaves turned into a new season

it was hard to find a reason and to reflect

a journey that had brought there two souls

as One

still as the universe seperated them

that room of creativty heard all the notes

played and the tones

and it was songs that made a Room