I think we make our own hell down here during our life times- the penalty for not being true; the punishment for fear; we suffer the consequences

The boarders have changed. My vocals explore different elements and you know it was really important for me to transfer the atmosphere of the songs with my voice.

In a church of my own we're perfect together I recognize you in the stained glass.

Unlock your mind, unlock your mind. Throw off the fear, and let us fly.

I've got this crazy dream of stripping down to truth and bone.

My mind is full of secrets I'm too afraid to tell. My body's full of longing for you to know me well.

Nothing falls like London Rain Nothing heals me like you do

And when somebody knows you well, well there's no comfort like that. And when somebody needs you, well there's no drug like that.

You're the drug that works.

I don't think I can breathe now with you gone.

It's not that I'm broken, and it isn't that I bleed. But when you pulled the stars from the heavens, it got so hard to see.

A wounding tongue. I'm working on it. Perhaps its the Celt in me.

I've got better things to do than read rubbish about myself.

Basically, my musical life is split between raving with drugged-up kids and reading obscure 75-year-old poetry, drinking very nice red wine with aged, graying men.

We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.

Wine is one of the agreeable and essential ingredients of life

Revolutions just spread blood. Evolution - this is something that changes in the long term.

Art cannot be criticized because every mistake is a new creation

Let Silence speak to you about the secrets of the universe.

The world's a mean place. It's unfair, then it's fair. It's hateful, then it's loving. It's a very peculiar place on philosophical and metaphysical and religious levels.

Long live gravity! Long live stupidity, error, and greed in the palaces of fantasy capitalism!