I Think Music Has The Power To

Only You And I Can Help The Sun Rise Each Coming Morning. If We Don't, It May Drench Itself Out In Sorrow. You Special, Miraculous, Unrepeatable, Fragile, Fearful, Tender, Lost, Sparkling Ruby Emerald Jewel, Rainbow Splendor Person. It's Up To You.

I Have Hope In People, In Individuals. Because You Don't Know What's Going To Rise From The Ruins.

The Foundation Of My Beliefs Is The Same As It Was When I Was 10. Non-violence.

I've Never Had A Humble Opinion. If You've Got An Opinion, Why Be Humble About It?

I Wish It Was Clear For Me How It Happened [stop Writing Songs], Then Maybe I Could Start Writing Again. But It's Kind Of An "it." It Just Submerged Itself. Because The Way I Had Always Written Was Just That It Came Out. It Just Happened.