The best songs are the songs you write that you don't know anything about. They're an escape.

In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed.

Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.

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

People think that singing and playing is easy. It's not. It's easy to strum along, but if you actually want to really play, where it's important, that's a hard thing and not too many people are good at it.

I make my stand and remain as I am, and bid farewell and not give a damn.

You can't be wise and in love at the same time.