My Father Was A Minister And So

Our Generation Has An Incredible Amount Of Realism, Yet At The Same Time It Loves To Complain And Not Really Change. Because, If It Does Change, Then It Won't Have Anything To Complain About.

If You Can Surrender Your Protection Devices, In Order To Track The Potentially Raw And Perhaps Elusive Emotions That Are The Song's Dna, Then That Is Creative Vulnerability, Which Is Ultimately Hugely Empowering.

Strange, I Thought I Knew You Well, Thought I Had Read The Sky, Thought I Had Seen A Change In Your Eyes.

Years Go By Will I Still Be Waiting For Somebody Else To Understand Years Go By If I'm Stripped Of My Beauty And The Orange Clouds Raining In Head Years Go By Will I Choke On My Tears Till Finally There Is Nothing Left One More Casualty You Know We're Too Easy Easy Easy

It's Emotional Blackmail To Say If You're A Good Businesswoman And A Musician, You're Betraying Your Music.