“When your whole world is shaken from all the risks we have taken, Dance with me, dance with me into the colors of the dusk.”

I appreciate that something I’ve done has found a safe place to land.

There’s only one proper way a song should go, but you’ve got to be patient enough to let them come together time wise.

I’m a living sunset, lightning in my bones.

Take my hand when you are worried Take my hand when you’re alone Take my hand and let me guide you Take my hand to lead you home.

Children come running to the truth But you’ve got to peel the skin to get the fruit And while one’s living high another’s grieving But what’s sweet by morning is bitter by the evening Oh – What’s sweet by morning is bitter by the evening.

People say, “How do you write songs?” I say, “Patience.” I may have a track that’s hot, but no words. I’ll just let it sit for years, because I know they’re going to meet. They’ll find it.

As long as someone else controls your history the truth shall remain just a mystery

I want to try to not be the child that had to go through too much too young. I want to be who I am now and not who I was then.

There’s so much there, there’s so much to heal for.

The lifetime we’ve left behind with strangers Promises and lies both have their dangers. I just can’t be wrong enough and I can’t hide for long enough So far away, but I still feel your pain.

I really feel there’s no limitation on what this band can do in the studio or on the stage. That’s an empowering feeling – that we can bring a song to life.

Life’s the longest picture you’re ever gonna take.

If it comes out sounding like Dixieland jazz or classical or punk or rock or even slightly metal, that’s because that’s where I’m going to find inspiration.

Sometimes it’s lightning in a bottle and you got the song. But oftentimes it shows up.

With so many people to love in my life, why do I worry about one?

You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Pink isn’t just a color, it’s an attitude!

Clairvoyants can see flashes of colour, constantly changing, in the aura that surrounds every person: each thought, each feeling, thus translating itself in the astral world, visible to the astral sight.

We live in a world that is like art painted by the light in so many colors.

Life might seem gray at times like this especially the way it has been so far, but there’s a color that never fades, a color that brings hope, the color of light.

The heart is like a flowing river of emotions deep as the sea and vast as the heavens bringing color to life.

Children aren’t coloring books. You don’t get to fill them with your favorite colors.

But for real, for me, I feel like with the red lipstick thing it all depends on the pair of complexion. I’m just being for real. You have to be fair skinned to get away with that.

But for real, for me, I feel like with the red lipstick thing it all depends on the pair of complexion. I’m just being for real. You have to be fair skinned to get away with that.