"It's true I get depressed in fancy hotel rooms, they say that stolen water tastes sweet more like rotten milk or rancid meat to me I prefer when it's free like looking at the stars don't need no fancy cars when we first our kisses sparked, yeah I'm afraid of sharks but not the dark"
"Don't fucking tell me what to do"
"I am leaving this harbour, giving urban a farewell, its habitants seem to keen on god, I can not stomach their rights and wrongs, I have lost my origin and I don't want to find it again, rather sailing into natures laws and be held by oceans paws...lust for comfort suffocates the soul, relentless restlessness liberates me, I feel at home whenever the unknown surrounds me, I see it's embrace aboard my floating house" (I think for me it's been important to understand that I like balancing between extremes and that I need inner-commotion so that the outer-commotion doesn't lose its (political) substance and subversity)
"The thrill of fear now greatly enjoyed with courage. Fear is a powerful drug overcome it and you think that you can do anything!"
"I have been filled with steam for months, for years, same old cloud claustrophobic in me. Let it burst like old train sounds"
"I like the sweet life and the silence. But it's the storm that I believe in. I need some wind to get me sailing, so it's the storm that I believe in"
"The world rose in the night and prayed people kissed, kissed and hugged one last time saying what have we done for two thousand years the end it has begun"
"A full steam ahead and a watch out here I come"