* I posted two songs today, because my heart felt like singing. Not because my heart was glad--it rarely is--but because it is the very nature of man to sing, for everything he does is a song. From the whimpered melody of his first crying sob to the choked dirge of his last gasp for air, man sings. And whether glad or sad, my heart sings, for I am a man and it is my duty to sing my song for my Maker. Sing with me, or drown me out with your own tune, for whether you know it or not, your life sings too.