just sat here listening to an old record from an old band that no one will remember. i still remember writing the thing with the others. its funny how things come back to haunt you. i remember all of us in tears on stage as the crowd fell silent when we started this song. to know that they understood, maybe not in the same way we did, but in their own way. thousands just stood still, watching in awe. staring back at them, 6 guys all weeping as we hit the notes perfectly, not through practise. it almost felt like something higher. that song lasted 20 minuets on track, and that night...... almost an hour. at the time we didnt realise. its like your not playing the instrument, its playing you. the world dissapates and all you see is an angel. my focus, for the rest of my life will be that longest of moments, dancing with an angel. you walk down a street and you look at certain people, and you know they've seen it. maybe not when you did. but its there. it leaves a mark deep in your eyes. something only noticable by those who have it. the emotion you get from seeing that in someone else, its like being the happiest person on earth but at the same time your so scared that you wont see it again, you dont know whether to shout with joy (and look a right wierdo), or break down in tears. so here's to the boys of Helius, and the angel of La Mons. There for the battle, here for the song.