August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009
And I remember going to the record studio
and there was a park across the street
and I’d see all the children playing and I would cry
because it would make me sad
through this period because you’re not
the cute and charming child that you were.
You start to grow,
that I could create everything
that I never had as a child.
So, you see rides. You see animals.
They feel they have to do what their parents say.
But the love of money is the root of all evil.
And this is a sweet child.
And to see him turn like this, this isn’t him.
and loving people
the divine in everyone.
This simple goodness shines straight from their hearts
which is that my children come first in my life
We have elephants, and giraffes, and crocodiles,
and every kind of tigers and lions.
And – and we have bus loads of kids,
who don’t get to see those things.
I wish I could see them a little more often than I do.
But we understand because
to go to South America and everything was packed up
and in the car ready to go and I hid
and I was crying because
I really did not want to go, I wanted to play.
and would never, harm a child.
It sickens me that people
I am proud of who I am.
I’m happy to be who I am.
I’m just like anyone.
I cut and I bleed.
I’m a perfectionist,
Volgens mij had deze man
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