The night is my companion, and solitude my guide.

Every time I'm close to you, there's too much I can't say, and you just walk away. And I forgot to tell you I love you.

I like the idea that we build up these walls or rules or laws to maintain our reality, and when they fall away, you're left with a whole bunch of illusions.

Hold on...Hold on to yourself. This is going to hurt like hell.

You've been gone so long from all that you know. It's been shuffled aside as you bask in the glow. All the beauitful strangers who whisper your name, do they fill up the emptiness? Larger that life is your fiction, in a universe made upon one.

In the arms of the angel, fly away from here....you are pulled from the wreckage, of your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some comfort here.

It was overwhelmingly beautiful to see my music performed.