Another Flashing Chance At Bliss Another Kiss,

We Hide Ourselves In Our Music To Reveal Ourselves

I Like Any Reaction I Can Get With My Music. Just Anything To Get People To Think. I Mean If You Can Get A Whole Room Full Of Drunk, Stoned People To Actually Wake Up And Think, You're Doing Something.

We Are Content In The 'given' In Sensation's Quest. We Have Been Metamorphosised From A Mad Body Dancing On Hillsides To A Pair Of Eyes Staring In The Dark.

The Time To Hesitate Is Through No Time To Wallowin The Mire Try Now We Can Only Lose And Our Love Become A Funeral Pyre

That’s What Real Love Amounts To - Letting A Person Be What He Really Is....most People Love You For Who You Pretend To Be....to Keep Their Love, You Keep Pretending - Performing. You Get To Love Your Pretense...it’s True, We’re Locked In An Image, An Act - And The Sad Thing Is, People Get So Used To Their Image - They Grow Attached To Their Masks. They Love Their Chains. They Forget All About Who They Really Are. And If You Try To Remind Them, They Hate You For It - They Feel Like You’re Trying To Steal Their Most Precious Possession.