As long as you give my friend Jonah Lehrer a free pizza, I'll write a song about your restaurant.

You don't write a song to sit there on a page. You write it to sing it.

I see the turning of the page, curtain rising on a new age, see the groom still waiting at the altar.

I just try to understand that tomorrow is another day.

Shedding off one more layer of skin, Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.

Sometimes you get out from behind the wheel and let someone else step on the gas.

There's a lot of false prophets around and that's the trouble. People say they think they know what's right and other people get people to follow them because they have a certain type of charisma, and there's always people willing to take over. People want a leader. And there will be more and more of them.