I walk alone, assaulted it seems, by tears from heaven.
I know I'm a strong performer. I'm not an evolved musician.
I never really wanted to be a singer - not with any longevity. But I always wanted to be a writer.
Paths that cross will cross again
In art and dream may you proceed with abandon. In life may you proceed with balance and stealth.
An artist wears his work in place of wounds.