I sing sometimes for the war that I fight, 'Cause every tool is a weapon if you hold it right.

It's the ground that we walk on, it's where we sit, it's the language that we use. It's a difficult undertaking, but I think without healing that and creating more of a balance between the sexes, we will never have balance globally. I feel like I am going deeper and deeper into this space where I came from that I barely understood.

Every time I say something they find hard to hear, they chalk it up to my anger, and never to their own fear.

We get a little further from perfection, each year on the road, I guess that's what they call character, I guess that's just the way it goes, better to be dusty than polished, like some store window mannequin, why don't you touch me where i'm rusty, let me stain your hands

But in the garden of simple, where all of us are nameless, you were never anything but beautiful to me.

Life is a sleazy stranger, who looks vaguely familiar; flirting with a bimbo named disaster at the end of the bar.

All the wrong people have the power of suggestion and the freedom of the press is meaningless if nobody asks a question.