Hold on...Hold on to yourself. This is going to hurt like hell.
The night is my companion, and solitude my guide.
Deep within I'm shaken by the violence of existing for only you.
Nature is a perfect example of the harmony between the beautiful and the brutal. You turn over a pretty rock and there are worms writhing underneath.
You pick me up and brush me off and tell me I'm okay, sometimes that's just what we need to get us through the day.
Music is very nebulous, and you can conjure up a lot of moods with music. But lyrics - they're a lot more tangible. They're much more specific. And you want to say something meaningful and creative and artistic and that tells a story and that takes people someplace else.