Sometimes the Heavens shine on you
Sometimes it’s only Rain
For a day of Happiness that you find,
There’s Forty days of Pain

But just sometimes you chance upon
A moment oh so rare
When magic happens time stands still
Nothing else compares.

I guess when I make music, or try to make music, I seek to make something that will stand the test of time, and universally be percieved as great music. To this end, the means sometimes becomes making things a bit too pretty. Then I realise that the very little music that is universally recognised as great. People have different tastes, you know? So then I find that simply being myself is a happy medium.

Fingers are adequately crossed.