“Please pass me the peace weed, and take some heed. Throw away all that mixed up speed.”

May the dreams of your past be the reality of your future.

Excuse me while I kiss the sky.

Even Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually.

You’re a woman, at least you taste like you are.

The story of life is quicker then the blink of an eye, the story of love is hello, goodbye.

Before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean.

The dollar bill is God in the States. All those Pelican people just believe in money and nothing else.

You have to use fantasy to show different sides to reality. That’s how it can bend.

Music is a safe kind of high.

They’ve imitated me so good that sometimes I hear people copying my mistakes

I used to live in a room full of mirrors; all I could see was me. I take my spirit and I crash my mirrors, now the whole world is here for me to see.

Music makes me high on stage, and that’s the truth. It’s like being almost addicted to music.

If I’m free, it’s because I’m always running.

Knowledge talks, wisdom listens.

Music is my religion.

The smiling portrait of you is still hanging on my frowning wall.

See, I don’t want brothers shooting. I want them talking.

If you’re searching for peace but don’t know where to start, remember you hold the key within. You will find it there.

What I try to push and promote is peace through the whole music industry.

Instead of focusing on the world’s problems, give your attention and energy to trust, love, abundance, education and peace.

I think happiness is overrated. Satisfied, at peace-those would be more realistic goals.

I think happiness is overrated. Satisfied, at peace-those would be more realistic goals.

I think happiness is overrated. Satisfied, at peace-those would be more realistic goals.

Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.