I have a theory that the only original things we ever do are mistakes.

Musicians know all about unemployment. You're unemployed a lot, and I think there's a great deal of empathy between musicians and people who are out of work.

If you said good-bye to me tonight, There would still be music left to write.

Ain't no rainbows shining on me, shades of gray are the colors I see.

Remember how I found you there alone in your electric chair, I told you dirty jokes until you smiled.

I'm sure you have some cosmic rationale, but here you are with your faith and your Peter Pan advice.

Don't wait for answers, just take your chances. Don't ask me why.