There are so many of us , speaking different languages, eating different food, living in different places, doing different things,but we have one thing in common- we all love you, your music, your tone.That means we could love each other and share that love with the whole world. Thank you , Gary for bringing all of us together. R.I.P.Jest nas tak wiele mowiacych roznymi jezykami,zyjacych w roznych krajach,wykonujacych wiele roznych zawodow,ale laczy nas dzis jedno..kochamy Ciebie, Twoja muzyke,Twoja gitare.Oznacza to. kochajmy sie i dzielmy ta milosc z calym swiatem.Dziekujemy Gary ze nas polaczyles.Czesc Twojej pamieci..GRAJ GARY ..........GRAJ ;(Picture of the moonyou gave to me that night.The stars were out to play,the moon was shining bright.If only I had knownthat it would end so soon.I was left with a picture of the moon.The sound of soft guitarsbeneath the spanish skies.Across the candle lightsthe sadness in your eyes.If only I had knownthat it would end so soon.I was left with a picture of the moon.Picture of the moonyou gave to me that night.The stars were out to play,the moon was shining bright.However could I knowthat it would end so soon?I was left with a picture of the moon.I was left with a picture of the moon.All that's left is a picture of the moon.