One doubt, one voice, one war, one truth, one dream.
I come to you defenses down with the trust of a child.
At the heart, it is world music that I do. It's all connections. Ultimately, we're all connected.
I get lost, sometimes. Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart.
The rhythm is below me, the rhythm of the heat. The rhythm is around me, the rhythm has control. The rhythm is inside me, the rhythm has my soul.
Surround yourself with brilliance.