Let the dead bury the dead, your time will come.
Every cause that ever I fought, I fought it full without regret or shame.
Seven shots ring out like the ocean's pounding roar, there's seven people dead on a South Dakota farm.
Everybody's wearing a disguise, to hide what they've got left behind their eyes.
Art can lead you to God. I think that's the purpose of everything. If it's not doing that, what's it doing? It's leading you the other way. It's certainly not leading you nowhere.
We all like motorcycles to some degree.