Chrysanthe Tan is a singer-songwriter and classically trained violinist and pianist who currently resides in Los Angeles. She is currently working on her debut EP.
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Remember when trouble’s lasted only as long as the story books end And pages were drawn And broken glass still reflects memories continuing Up the very same stairs
And still I wonder where did we go wrong? I laughed with you just yesterday And yet that feels so long I still sleep in the sheets we fell beneath And still I wonder what did we do wrong? It never seemed to feel that way I never was that strong But who am I to speak Were we in love for just a week
And time just stands still Without familiar smiles filling my cup to the brim As I drink it all in With pane so think, looking out to see you’re the only one Being embraced by the sun
“I’m wearing this outfit again, shiny silver skin. It protects me from heart creatures giving me scars. Wolfbane Productions reporting live from Mars! It looks like we have a rare occurrence in the stars. Rare to have Friday the 13th prior to Valentine’s Day but what the Hay? As long as lovers luck is in the heavens and the numbers come up seven or eleven the day should go quite well, but if it turns to hell just sing. Best to have Fun Earthling and not believe in superstitious bad luck, just be prepared to say “What the…?” ♪ So Earthling Happy Valentine’s Day! May it be fantastic fun or for some may they dance to the beat of a different drum. If alone or with someone know that either way both feel the sun, both hear the music start. Stepping forward is good for the heart. ”
♪ Hi Chrysanthe ~ Many blessings, it’s already a New Year and for the rest of nature they don’t care. They want their food and water, the cows, dogs, cats and even the mare. For wildlife the day is like any other, the hare, the hawk, roadrunner or coyote. For us we reflect we challenge the day, dream and hold that note. Music in the heart is sweet, not of any logic, but it’s a beat. ♪
