Nigel You know, just simple lines intertwining, you know, very much like - I'm really influenced by Mozart and Bach, and it's sort of in between those, really. It's like a Mach piece, really. It's sort of - Marty What do you call this Nigel Well, this piece is called Lick My Love Pump.
No birth certificate is issued when friendship is born. There is nothing tangible. There is just a feeling that your life is different and that your capacity to love and care has miraculously been enlarged with out any effort on your part. It's like having a tiny apartment and somebody moves in with you. But instead of becoming cramped and crowded, the space expands, and you discover rooms you never knew you had until your friend moved in with you.
No matter how old you are, there are certain moments in life when you need your father's hand and your mother's lap to comfort you, to give you the strength to fight and win against the odds. And no matter how old you become, or wherever you may be in this world, you'll realize that your father's hand and your mother's lap will always be there to comfort you and protect you throughout your life. No science or logic can explain this, for these are the matters of love and faith that defy all norms.
No one is your enemy, we all are one. Some understand all about you and some none. Some accept you, some don't, some will like you and some won't. Let's not be divided, be on the same page, let's share love and care, not rage. Alone we may be powerful and together we become a force; let's not forget we are all born out of the same source. Let our egos be neutralized, let's heal together and get MickeyMized.