I Don't Believe In Trickle-down

Good Music Is Good Music, And Everything Else Can Go To Hell.

I Think Some People Would Say That I Do Overwhelm The Words With The Music, And Sometimes Thank Goodness I Do.

She Runs Up Into The Light Surprised Her Arms Are Opened Her Mind's Eye Is Seeing Things From A Better Side Than Most Can Dream

Sometimes It's Nice To Be Able To Reflect On The Music Itself And Then Write Lyrics That I Feel Anyone Can Relate To. It's Not My Dreaming Tree That Is Dead. The Feeling Of A Loss Of Hope Is Universal. There Are Moments That We've All Felt A Little Bit Of It, So I Don't Think It Is Something That Is Too Hard To Identify With.

A Dream Is A Massive Magic Trick Of The Mind. No Amount Of Science Could Explain Away The Mysterious Wonder.