What you see is what you get.

Don’t want to discuss it, I think it’s time for a change You may get disgusted, some think that I’m strange In that case I’ll go underground, get some heavy rest Never have to worry, about what is worst and what is best.

My thinking musically has always been more advanced – it is difficult to get it down onto paper sometimes, even now.

Singing is my profession – there is no plan B.

I don’t feel comfortable doing interviews. My profession is music, and writing songs. That’s what I do. I like to do it, but I hate to talk about it.

I don’t think nostalgia has to be negative.

I just wanna get on with the show.

Every performance is different. That’s the beauty of it.

If my heart could do my thinking, and my head begin to feel, I would look upon the world anew, and know what’s truly real.

Way over on the railroad, Tomorrow all the tipping trucks will unload together, Every scrapbook stuck with glue, And I’ll stand beside you, Beside you, child.