The tree of life is growing where the spirit never dies, and the bright light of salvation shines in dark and empty skies.

Madonna, she still has not showed, we see this empty cage now corrode, where her cape of the stage once had flowed, the fiddler he now steps to the road, on the back of the fish truck that loads, while my conscience explodes.

Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land where justice is a game.

I don't think I've ever been an agnostic. I've always thought there's a superior power, that this is not the real world and that there's a world to come.

When I was growing up - say in the fifties - the thirties to me didn't even exist. I couldn't even imagine them in any kind of way, so I don't expect anyone growing up now is gonna even understand what the sixties were all about, anymore than I could the thirties or twenties.

Even I don't know what I'm saying most of the time.

If you don't underestimate me, I won't underestimate you.