Sailing heart-ships through broken harbors out on the waves of the night, still the searcher must ride the dark horse racing alone in his fright.

In a Ramada Inn near the grapevine, they stop to rest for the night. Traveling down south, looking for good times. Visiting old friends feels right.

Hate was just a legend and war was never known. The people worked together and they lifted many stones.

Learning from other people is what music is all about.

Are you negative in a world that never stops turning on you?

Freedom is an abstract offshoot. You can't describe freedom. How can you describe it? I tried and I failed.

If I could go back in time and see any band, It would be Link Wray and the Raymen.