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The Rhythm Is Below Me, The Rhythm Of The Heat. The Rhythm Is Around Me, The Rhythm Has Control. The Rhythm Is Inside Me, The Rhythm Has My Soul.

Once The Flames Begin To Catch The Wind Will Blow It Higher, Oh Biko, Biko.

Watch Out For Music. It Should Come With A Health Warning. It Can Be Dangerous. It Can Make You Feel So Alive, So Connected To The People Around You, And Connected To What You Really Are Inside. And It Can Make You Think That The World Should, And Could, Be A Much Better Place. And Just Occasionally, It Can Make You Very, Very Happy.

One Thing That Really Appeals To Me Is This Idea Of Music Being A Living Thing That Has An Evolution That, In A Way, Enables The Artist To Sell A Process Rather Than A Piece Of Product.

Artists Everywhere Steal Mercilessly All The Time And I Think This Is Healthy.