When I get down on my knees, it is not to pray.
I ran to the forest, I ran to the trees. I ran and I ran, I was looking for me.
Being loved keeps you young.
I think they were scared of me because I was different.
The world is not so kind, people trap your mind.
In some respects I will never die. Because art is immortal. What we leave behind and what we create - the energy that we put out into the world is eternal.