Well I'm living in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line. Beauty walks a razor's edge...someday I'll make it mine.

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?

My big fear was that my guitar would go out of tune.

She speaks with a stutter and she and she walks with a hop. I don't know why I love her, but I just can't stop.

Everything in New Orleans is a good idea.

There's no black and white, left and right to me anymore; there's only up and down and down is very close to the ground. And I'm trying to go up without thinking about anything trivial such as politics. They have got nothing to do with it. I'm thinking about the general people and when they get hurt.

I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door.