In your eyes I am complete.
I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear.
Three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe, three dot.
Concerning iTunes, the deals have mainly been done with the record companies. But the artists, with some exceptions, haven't been very well-represented. This is partly because the record companies have largely been copyright owners.
With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame. Whatever it is, we are all the same.
All of the buildings, all of those cars Were once just a dream In somebodys head.
I love 5.1. Sometimes you can't squeeze everything in comfortably into a stereo picture. There is a lot more space in a 5.1 environment.
Those of us who have the eyes and ears of the media have a responsibility to amplify the voices of the voiceless.
Dream big and surround yourself with brilliance, even if you end up dressed up like a flower or a sexually transmitted disease.
Did you think that your feet had been bound By what gravity brings to the ground? Did you feel you were tricked By the future you picked? Well, come on down
Without a word / without my pride / I reach out from the inside
I think another thing is that we don't really want exclusivity. We accept that it is in the artist's interest to be on sale in every place where they sell music.
Whenever we defend democracy we find oil.
One doubt, one voice, one war, one truth, one dream....
Holding still for a moment, what a moment this is, Oh for a moment of forgetting, a moment of bliss
Yeah, in the digital world, it is so much easier to put stuff out without a great deal of paraphernalia and fanfare.
I stood in this unsheltered place, 'til I could see the face behind the face.
Once the flames begin to catch the wind will blow it higher, oh Biko, Biko.
The outside world is black and white with only one color dead.
The earthly power sucks shadowed milk from sleepy tears undone, from nippled skin as smooth as silk the bugles blown as one.
Having lots of people talking highly of you and respecting your art and your work, this is one of the best feelings that you can have.
With this darkness all around me, I like to be liked. In this emptiness and fear, I want to be wanted. Cause I love to be loved.
Fear, she's the mother of violence.
The dream is a world in which anyone who has anything bad happen to them has a chance of getting their story uploaded, being seen, being watched.
I get lost, sometimes. Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart.
At the heart, it is world music that I do. It's all connections. Ultimately, we're all connected.
The rhythm is below me, the rhythm of the heat. The rhythm is around me, the rhythm has control. The rhythm is inside me, the rhythm has my soul.
You can blow out a candle, but you can't blow out a fire.
I look at the time with you to keep me awake and alive.
Artists everywhere steal mercilessly all the time and I think this is healthy.
