What did Dave Matthews mean by: Keep it locked up inside Don’t talk about it Talk about the weather Can’t see the light - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa Copy
+ Well, I’ve been in a few car wrecks. Feraz Zeid, June 2, 2023January 10, 2024, Dave Matthews, Car, Wrecks, 0 - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa
+ When I don’t say a word and you know exactly what I mean. Feraz Zeid, October 9, 2023December 26, 2023, Dave Matthews, 0 - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa
+ Tomorrow is no place to place your better days. Feraz Zeid, August 25, 2023December 24, 2023, Dave Matthews, Better Days, Reality, Tomorrow, 0 - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa
+ I find a therapy in playing music, in many different ways. Feraz Zeid, September 8, 2023December 26, 2023, Dave Matthews, Different, Playing Music, 0 - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa
+ Why won’t you run in the rain and play, let the tears splash all over you? Feraz Zeid, January 4, 2024January 7, 2024, Dave Matthews, Rain, Running, Sad, 0 - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa
+ Everything good needs replacing Feraz Zeid, July 9, 2023December 12, 2023, Dave Matthews, 0 - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa
+ In your eyes, I see what’s on my mind. Feraz Zeid, July 24, 2023December 12, 2023, Dave Matthews, Eye, Friendship, Mind, 0 - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa
+ My voice is soft, but oh, my heart roars! Feraz Zeid, August 26, 2023December 24, 2023, Dave Matthews, Heart, Serious, Voice, 0 - Dave Matthews Singer-songwriter · South Africa
You can’t make an architect. But you can open the doors and windows toward the light as you see it. - Frank Lloyd Wright Architect · USA
The poet may be used as a barometer, but let us not forget that he is also part of the weather. - Lionel Trilling Literary Critic · USA
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Every man has a rainy corner of his life whence comes foul weather which follows him. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
Cold – cold as truth, cold as life. No, nothing can be as cold as life. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
Every human being is a mixture of light and darkness, trust and fear, love and hate. - Jean Vanier Philosopher and theologian
