The Planet Is Asleep And

Heaven Is Where You'll Be When You Are Okay Right Where You Are.

The Real Aim Of Music Is To Co-ordinate The Minds Of The People Into An Intelligent Reach For A Better World And An Intelligent Approach To The Living Future.

It's Such A Tragedy That Man Endures In Killing His Brother And His Own Kind, Putting Him In Jail And Insane Asylums, Letting Him Lay Out In The Street.

Music Is A Plane Of Wisdom, Because Music Is A Universal Language, It Is A Language Of Honor, It Is A Noble Precept, A Gift Of The Airy Kingdom, Music Is Air, A Universal Existence Common To All The Living.

Well, Actually, I'm A Psychic Being, And You Know, We Don't Concern Ourselves With Being Born; We Concern Ourselves With Being Eternal; We Deal With The Spirit.