The Bridge Between Reality And A Dream

I Never Think People Are Cheeering For Us. In Fact, I Don’t Really Hear Them At All.

I Used To Like To Break Into Other People's Houses And Sit In Their Rooms. I Found It Very Comforting To Be In Someone's Empty House.

Dream Big While You Sleep, And Even Bigger When You're Awake.

One Memory I Have Is There Were A Lot Of Dogs At This One Place And My Brother Got In A Horrific Fight With A Dog And The Dog Bit His Toe Off. They Became Fast Friends After That. He Lost A Toe And Gained A Friend.

It's Not Only Music. It's Not Only Art. It's A Community. It's A Sense Of Having A Place To Belong.