She smashes her knuckles into winter As autumn’s wind fades into black She is the saint of all the sinners, the one whose fallen through the cracks… (iViva la Gloria!)
There are many things in life that you feel you need such as television, magazines, teachers telling that you have to make money and be successful, but if you have some kind of hope, something to hold onto, then all this will no longer be important.
I know I’m always going to be a musician, for the rest of my life. That’s for sure. It’s about how you balance between being a musician and being a parent, and making it intertwined.
It’s okay to grow up, it’s just slowing down that’s the scary part. Running out of time. It’s okay to grow up, but it doesn’t mean you have to become like your parents.
