In Your Eyes I See

With No Guilt And No Shame, No Sorrow Or Blame. Whatever It Is, We Are All The Same.

Dream Big And Surround Yourself With Brilliance, Even If You End Up Dressed Up Like A Flower Or A Sexually Transmitted Disease.

I Think It Is The Weak And The Young And The Minorities That You Need To Look After To Get A Healthy Creative Environment - To Get A Lot Of Choices, A Lot Of Different Styles Of Music, A Lot Experimental Stuff That Everyone Else Feeds Off.

The Book Of Love Has Music In It In Fact That's Where Music Comes From Some Of It Is Just Transcendental Some Of It Is Just Really Dumb

Climbing Up On Solsbury Hill I Could See The City Light Wind Was Blowing, Time Stood Still Eagle Flew Out Of The Night He Was Something To Observe Came In Close, I Heard A Voice Standing Stretching Every Nerve I Had To Listen, Had No Choice