When Your Happiness Is Someone Else's Happiness,

Walking Through The City Streets... Is It By Mistake Or Design?

I Wish I Could Escape Into Some Alter-ego, Just So I Could Feel More Comfortable Onstage.

I Like To Write About The Way Things Used To Be And Paint Pictures Of My Memories With Beautiful Words And Melodies.

It’s Nice To Be Able To Try And Build The Life You Want For Yourself.

Mary Prays The Rosary For My Broken Mind.