How many times must a man look up, before he can see the sky?

Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed, dignity never been photographed.

We all like motorcycles to some degree.

I had ambitions to set out and find, like an odyssey or going home somewhere, set out to find this home that I'd left a while back and couldn't remember exactly where it was, but I was on my way there. And encountering what I encountered on the way was how I envisioned it all. I didn't really have any ambition at all. I was born very far from where I'm supposed to be, and so, I'm on my way home, you know?

I don't think I'm tangible to myself.

Time is an ocean, but it ends at the shore.

Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take to find dignity.