I want to fly |
A painter paints pictures on a canvas, but musicians paint their pictures on silence. |
Music is love in search of a word. |
Music fills the infinite between two souls |
Music is the art closest to tears and memory. |
If you could transend reality, where would you go? |
When your life flashes before your eyes, make sure you've got plenty to watch. |
God gave us memories that we might have roses in December. |
Why can't we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. |
If I leave here tomorrow, will you still remember me? |