Lying Under This Spell You Cast On

How Could I Have Been Anyone Other Than Me?

Sometimes It's Nice To Be Able To Reflect On The Music Itself And Then Write Lyrics That I Feel Anyone Can Relate To. It's Not My Dreaming Tree That Is Dead. The Feeling Of A Loss Of Hope Is Universal. There Are Moments That We've All Felt A Little Bit Of It, So I Don't Think It Is Something That Is Too Hard To Identify With.

Would You Like To Play With The Thought Of A Friend In A Distant Passing Stage While You Lie Around With Your Hands Up And Out So Resigned You Will Fall Down.

I Found There's A Fairly Blatant Racism In America That's Already There, And I Don't Think I Noticed It When I Lived Here As A Kid. But When I Went Back To South Africa, And Then It's Sort Of Thrust In Your Face, And Then Came Back Here - I Just See It Everywhere.

Are You Looking For Answers, To Questions Under The Stars? If Along The Way You Are Growing Weary, You Can Rest With Me Until A Brighter Day It's Okay