For every sunrise, a sunset
For every waterfall, a streamlet
For every mistake, a realization
I’d love to be a musician who can sing at the top of my lungs or from the depth of my soul with such beauty and abandon that the audience responds with jaleos, hallelujahs or untamable cheers. Who wouldn’t want to be a songwriter capable of crafting lyrics and notes so compelling that, upon hearing them played, everyone in the room simultaneously finds themselves bursting at the seams?