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Grief Is Like The Wake Behind A Boat. It Starts Out As A Huge Wave That Follows Close Behind You And Is Big Enough To Swamp And Drown You If You Suddenly Stop Moving Forward. But If You Do Keep Moving, The Big Wake Will Eventually Dissipate. And After A Long Time, The Waters Of Your Life Get Calm Again, And That Is When The Memories Of Those Who Have Left Begin To Shine As Bright And As Enduring As The Stars Above.

Tonight I Just Need My Guitar.

I've Always Been Trying To Write Songs Like Lightfoot. A Song Of Mine Like 'come Monday' Is A Direct Result Of Me Trying To Write A Gordon Lightfoot Song.

There's Something Missing In The Music Industry Today... And It's Music. Songs You Hear Don't Last, It's Just Product Fed To You By The Industry.

We Made It Nearly 20 Centuries, A Bunch Of Monkeys With Ph Ds.