Daniel Smith - Music
They call me Daniel, Dan, Dano, Danny Boy, Daniel-san, Daniel my brother you are older than me. But I'm getting kind of tired of that see, so you can call me Cool Breeze. Breezy, or Cool Breeze from the River if you're not into the whole brevity thing. Now I know what you're thinking. Look at this goofy looking stoner who thinks he knows what he's doing. He's got the long hair and the hippy clothes but what does he have that isn't just a look? What is he bringing to the table that nobody else will?
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I'm bringing a level of love and compassion to this life that is specifically reserved for this life. An overabundance of joy and excitement for every moment. And a level of experience in my life journey that is reserved exclusively for me.
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See I know how the serotonin dopamine tendrils of dreams Dance through the trees and swing through the breeze 'Til they go swimming down the river to free their mind in the ocean of reality. Where the only limits are your imagination and the direction your soul wants to go. To bring you home. Back to that place where you feel like you belong. Back in my arms where you'll feel the love and safety to make you strong. Where you feel like you've never done wrong.
