You Know You Are A Sweet Little

You Don't Have To Be Singing About Love All The Time In Order To Give Love To The People. You Don't Have To Keep Flashing Those Words All The Time.

When I Die, I Want People To Play My Music, Go Wild And Freak Out And Do Anything They Want To Do.

I Want To Play Music That Draws A Picture Of The World And Its Space.

A Broom Is Drearily Sweeping Up The Broken Pieces Of Yesterday's Life.

You Have To Forget About What Other People Say, When You're Supposed To Die, Or When You're Supposed To Be Loving. You Have To Forget About All These Things.