It's the age of reason for the anarchist.

Yeah, I'm just blessed to have this very strong thing, my vocals. I'm very healthy in that regard.

I write a lot of songs people don't hear. I really just enjoy the process. I finish 'em all. I don't think there's a whole lot of difference between the bad ones and the good ones.

It went on yesterday and it's going on tonight, somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right.

One victim lives in tragedy, another victim stops to stare, and still another walks on by pretending not to see

Stood alone on a mountain top, starin' out at the Great Divide. I could go east, I could go west, it was all up to me to decide. Just then I saw a young hawk flyin' and my soul began to rise.

It's the age of reason for the anarchist.