Set yourself the bolder course. Keep your heart an open shrine.

I like people to just bring it to the table and feel the moment. And that's why I've never done a session where I don't sing live.

Some people say love is a losing game, you start with fire and you lose the flame. The ashes smolder, but the warmth's soon gone, you end up cold and lonely on your own.

Sometimes you can hear them talk, other times you can't. All the same old cliches, is that a woman or a man?

Dreams die hard and we watch them erode, but we cannot be denied the fire inside.

The years rolled slowly past and I found myself alone. Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends, I found myself further and further from my home.

Like a rock, standing arrow straight. Like a rock, charging from the gate.