I've seen and met angels wearing the disguise of ordinary people living ordinary lives.
There's a power in words. There's a power in being able to explain and describe and articulate what you know and feel and believe about the world, and about yourself.
So don't be tempted by the shiny apple Don't you eat of a bitter fruit Hunger only for a taste of justice Hunger only for a world of truth 'Cause all that you have is your soul.
At this point in my life Id like to live as if only love mattered.
We are the spirit, the collective conscience. We create the pain, and suffering, and beauty in this world.
We all must live our lives always feeling, always thinking the moment has arrived.
I don't try to project any image at all, other than the person that I am.
I'll toss my coins in the fountain,
Look for clovers in grassy lawns
Search for shooting stars in the night
Cross my fingers and dream on.
Renounce all those material things that you gained by exploiting other human beings.
You have to pay attention to the moment and make it the best it can be for you. I've been trying to do that. It's really made a major difference for me. I'm a happier person.
This youthful heart can love you and give you what you need, but I'm too old to go chasing you around wasting my precious energy.
Love is hate
War is Peace
No is Yes
And we're all free.
Consume more than you need This is the dream Make you pauper Or make you queen I won't die lonely I'll have it all prearranged A grave that's deep and wide enough For me and all my mountains o'things
Why do babies starve /When there's enough food to feed the world /Why when there's so many of us /Are there people still alone
It's time to start all over/make a new beginning.
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way.
Words don't come easily, like forgive me.
I may be revered or defamed and decried; But I tried to live my life right.
I'm never sure if I'll ever write another song, what the song will be about and if what initially sparked the beginning of a song might complete it.
I think many people would say that writers like Stephen King have hypergraphia.
I don't want someone to squeeze me, that might take away my life. Just want someone to hold me, and we'll rock through the night.
People's real hopes and dreams can be distorted and misdirected and packaged until you're not sure what you really want or what you even really need.
As a child I spent a lot of time at the library.
After it's finished, sometimes I can trace a path that goes back to the possible source of inspiration.
Some things remain fragments, just the lyrics and melodies or a line or two or a verse.
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