Being Beautiful Can Be A

The Old Footage Of My Dad, I Always Knew We Were Cut From The Same Cloth, Because My Dad Was Such A Renegade And Always Marched To The Beat Of His Own Drum. To See Where We Were Both Dancing And Being Silly Together, It's Too Beautiful For Words. I Was Really Happy To Have That.

I Can Write A Song In The Back Of The Bus, Where I Am Right Now, Or In My Living Room, And I Can Perform It That Night And Have An Instant Reciprocal Exchange - An Emotional, Impactful Exchange - And It's A Less Technical Medium. It's A Pure Expression From My Soul To Other Souls.

My Focus, My Life, My World Is Now. You Just Can't Plan The Future.

All That Evilness Is Always Just From Pain And Fear, And That's What I've Come To Understand. I've Come To Understand People Now. Before, I Would Blame Them For Treating Me In Such A Naïve Way. I Don't Hate Evil, Vicious People Anymore.

I'm Less Of A Straight-up, Traditional Vocalist.