My Upbringing Made Me Think That Real

I Was Playing In Bands Before High School Even. My First Band I Was In At 14. And We Were Playing Just Beatles.

Wealthy The Spirit That Knows Its Own Flight. Stealthy The Hunter Who Slays His Own Fright. Blessed The Traveler Who Journeys The Length Of The Light

Be On Your Way Is One Of The Favorite Songs I've Ever Written. What A Terribly Sad Song, But What A Beautiful Melody.

In The Time It Takes Us To Look Beyond The Lies, We Could Be Sailing In Each Other's Eyes.

He Earned His Love Through Discipline, A Thundering Velvet Hand, His Gentle Means Of Sculpting Souls Took Me Years To Understand.