One day you're waiting for the sky to fall, The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all.

Politics is a part of life and art is about life. It doesn't mean that all the art has to be about politics - in fact, heaven forbid. But politics is a totally legitimate area of focus for any art, whether it's painting or songwriting or anything else, as much as sex is, as much as spirituality is, as much as any other behavior of people is.

Wave the flag, wave the Bible, wave your sex or your business degree, whatever you want, just don't wave that thing at me.

All these years of thinking, ending up like this: In front of all this beauty, understanding nothing.

And I'm wondering where the lions are.

I watch the confusion of friends all numb with love moving like stray dogs to the anthem of night long conversations of pulsing rhythms and random voltage voices in spite of themselves graceful as these raindrops creeping spermlike across the car window.

Love the Lord and in him love me too. And in him, go your own way and I'll be right here with you.