The Sweet Love Between The Moon And

I Didn't Mean To Take Up All Your Sweet Time... I'll Give It Right Back To You, One Of These Days

You're A Woman, At Least You Taste Like You Are.

The Way I Write Things, I Just Write Them With A Clash Between Reality And Fantasy Mostly. You Have To Use Fantasy To Show Different Sides Of Reality; It's How It Can Bend.

Imagination Is The Key To My Lyrics. The Rest Is Painted With A Little Science Fiction...all I'm Writing Is Just What I Feel, That's All. I Just Keep It Almost Naked. And Probably The Words Are So Bland...i Just Hate To Be In One Corner. I Hate To Be Put As Only A Guitar Player, Or Either Only As A Songwriter, Or Only As A Tap Dancer. I Like To Move Around...music Doesn't Lie. If There Is Something To Be Changed In This World, Then It Can Only Happen Through Music.

Will The Wind Ever Remember The Names It Has Blown In The Past? And With Its Crutch, Its Old Age, And Its Wisdom, It Whispers No This Will Be The Last.