Miscommunication Leads To Complication.

Everything Is Everything What Is Meant To Be, Will Be After Winter, Must Come Spring Change, It Comes Eventually

What Was Freely Given To Me, I Freely Give.

I Had An Economic System Imposed On Me.

My Whole Life At A Certain Point Was Studio, Hotel, Stage, Hotel, Stage, Studio, Stage, Hotel, Studio, Stage. I Was Expressing Everything From My Past, Everything That I Had Experienced Prior To That Studio Stage Time, And It Was Like You Have To Go Back To The Well, In Order To Give Someone Something To Drink. I Felt Like A Cistern, Dried Up And Like There Was Nothing More. And It Was So Beautiful.

Loving You Is Like A Song I Replay Every 3 Minutes And 30 Seconds Of Every Day.