You Can't Hurt Me, I Found Peace

Out Of The Bliss Comes Magic, Wonderment And Creativity.

How Does It Feel When You're Alone And You're Cold Inside

When Children Listen To Music, They Don't Just Listen. They Melt Into The Melody And Flow With The Rhythm. Something Inside Starts To Unfold Its Wings - Soon The Child And The Music Are One.

Music Has Been My Outlet, My Gift To All Of The Lovers In This World. Through It - My Music, I Know I Will Live Forever.

I Trembled To Think Of A World Without Stars. No Guide For The Sailor To Trust At See, No Jewels To Dazzle Our Sense Of Beauty [...] But All Around The Globe, The Air Is So Dirty And The Lights From The Cities Are So Bright That For Some People Few Stars Can Be Seen Anymore. A Generation Of Children May Grow Up Seeing A Blank Sky And Asking, "did There Used To Be Stars There?