[my Father] Was Not A Musical Man.

You'll Never Find Peace Of Mind Until You Listen To Your Heart.

I Just Hope That I'll Stay Around Musically For As Long As I Can. I Love To Think That I Will Still Be Satisfying Myself And Other People As A Musician Until The Day I Die.

So You Scream From Behind Your Door, Say What's Mine Is Mine, And Not Yours I May Have Too Much, But I'll Take My Chances Cause God's Stopped Keeping Score And You Cling To The Things They Sold You Didn't You Cover Your Eyes When They Told You That He Can't Come Back Cause He Has No Children To Come Back For It So Hard To Learn, There's So Much To Hate Hanging On To Hope When There Is No Hope To Speak Of And The Wounded Skies Above Say It's Much Too Late So Maybe We Should All Be Praying For Time

Because Of The Media, The Way The World Is Perceived Is As A Place Where Resources And Time Are Running Out. We're Taught That You Have To Grab What You Can Before It's Gone. It's Almost As If There Isn't Time For Compassion.

Take Back Your Picture In A Frame. Take Back Your Singing In The Rain. I Just Hope You Understand Sometimes The Clothes Do Not Make The Man.