Angels Reverb
“Yanni on the CD player: Like the brother I never had, his music inspires as it speaks to me”
(November 21, 2007)
With hands reaching forth
His eyes to vision
When the dusty roads
Blind beyond the bend
When the heavens cry
To curtain my own
As the midnight theater
Turns to a close
Oh brethren of mine
To speak with
A comforting tone
Like angels playing
On harp and flute
Amongst the clouds
In rejoice they reverb
Whispers blown to the wind
A temple that harbors the soul
From its humble paradise
To its peace in levity to shutter
