every brother should have what he needs to do his thing

 got a revolution, got to revolution

occupy wall street

color the wind

this ones about love in its most innocent form.. its called tangerine

standing on a hill in a mountain of dreams.

Tired of lying in the sunshine  

staying home to watch the rain

And you are young and life is long 

and there is time to kill today

i closed my eyes and let the quiet put things where they were supposed to be.