In the fury of the moment/ I can see the Master's hand In every leaf that trembles, in/ every grain of sand.
I'll stand over your grave 'til I'm sure that you're dead.
Back seat drivers donโt know the feel of the wheel but they shoโ know how to make a fuss" Bob Dylan/Bonnie Raitt, โLetโs Keep It Between Us,โ 1982
When you got nothin' / You got nothin' to lose.
It was [meeting with Nicolas Sarkozy] like looking at my mirror image.
Music can save people, but it can't in the commercial way it's being used. It's just too much. It's pollution.