She had bullets in her eyes and they fired.

Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street.

And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’ But I’ll know my song well before I start singin

When you got nothin' / You got nothin' to lose.

I'm good with songs I haven't written, if I like them. I'm glad I didn't write any of them. I already know how they go, so I have more freedom with them. I understand these songs. I've known them for 40 years, 50 years, maybe longer, and they make a lot of sense. So I'm not coming to them like a stranger.

People tell me it's a sin, to know and feel too much within.

Now all the criminals in their suits and ties are free to drink martinis and watch the sunrise