Too many doors on the way.
Some of them are compulsory, otherothers forbidden. Some of them are the doors we used to trust, because we know
exactly what is inside. While others belong to our dreams, only because someone else has teased our desires.
Too many doors in this life.
Time rushes like in a continuous panic-stricken mode.But But, in case thecase luck remembered our name, Keyskeys would rise to let us join the chance.
Nothing more than life chronicles. But sometimes we can choose which are the keys to hold and keep in a safe.
Those are the ones whichthat let our dreams become projects, and our problems become opportunities,.
The Keyskeys that lay in our closet, apparentelyapparently forgotten, but fulcrum for leveraging your will in a bliss-state,
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This LP is dedicated to those Keyskeys, my band and my friends who let my music become true.