I try all night to play a pretty note.
You may almost forget the smell of your family.
This morning came on to me, silver wings silhouetted against the child's sunrise.
I want to play music that draws a picture of the world and its space.
I was thinking too fast. It seems like a person has the tendency to get bored, because he always wants to try to do all these accomplishments.
When I die, just keep playing the records.