Every Day Things Change, But Basically They

I Walk Into This Room All Eyes On Me Now But I Do Not Know The People Inside Look Straight Through Me These Eyes Seeking More Wisdom Than I Have To Give Away

Isn't It Strange How We Move Out Lives For Another Day? Like Skipping A Beat, What If A Great Wave Should Wash Us All Away?

And When You Wake, You Will Fly Away, Holding Tight To The Legs Of All Your Angels. Goodbye, My Love, Into Your Blue, Blue Eyes.

South Africa Gives Me A Perspective Of What's Real And What's Not Real. So I Go Back To South Africa To Both Lose Myself And Gain Awareness Of Myself. Every Time I Go Back, It Doesn't Take Long For Me To Get Caught Into A Very Different Thing. A Very Different Sense Of Myself.

I Always Like To Have An Atlas Just So That I Can Find Things Out. It's Always Good To Have An Almanac; Those Sort Of Things.