I could say that I'd be faithful- I could say it one sweet, easy breath, but to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.
I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.
I count the years and I shed no tears; I'm blinded to what might have been. Nature's voice makes my heart rejoice; play me the wild song of the wind.
I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a poet.