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

I guess I lost my way, there were so many roads. I was living to run, and running to live, never worried about paying or even how much I owed.

Every now and then you'll nail one that's really, really special. And that's what you live for.

It's a rite of passage for the everyman, to a higher ground.

I write probably 80 percent of my stuff over the winter.

When I try to write I try to write something different every time. That's the challenge.

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