Note to note, melody to melody

The drums, the guitar, the flute, the piano

You can’t feel the gravity

Anymore…

The mysteries of the universe are unlimited

Sometimes it’s terrifying

So many questions, so many secrets

We, as earthlings, stand here…with ignorance as our only and true friend

We think we’ve learned so much… We haven’t

When you don’t know the darkness, embrace it

Try to discover it…

That’s what music does… That’s what music makes us feel

Our world is all about harmony… it’s about balance

It’s about mixing things together…trying to create something new from it

It can have its own structure, its own history, its own life

So many people say… ‘’Artists are bizarre, they think too much

They don’t belong with us, they’ve created their own world’’

I say that artists have so few problems, because they’ve found their source of happiness, or even source of their own destruction

But it’s still a kind of happiness

Once you find a way to express yourself, once you understand what sets your mind and heart together

You’ll always be happy…

An artist dreams a lot, an artist thinks a lot..