The truth that I am seeking is in your missing file.
As long as you give my friend Jonah Lehrer a free pizza, I'll write a song about your restaurant.
There's not even room enough to be anywhere/It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.../I was born here and I'll die here against my will/I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still.
I'm not the kind of cat that's going to cut off an ear if I can't do something.
An artist has got to be constantly in a state of becoming.
Well, you always know who you are. I just don't know who I'm gonna become.