I wear my shadows where they're harder to see, but they follow me everywhere. I guess that should tell me I'm traveling toward light.

Though chains be of gold, they are chains all the same.

And I'm wondering where the lions are.

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

Water of life is gonna flow again/changed from the blood of heroes and knaves/Word mercy's gonna have a new meaning/ when we are judged by the children of our slaves.

The trouble with normal is it always gets worse, fashionable fascism dominates the scene.

Sometimes I catch myself doing something that I've already done. The more I've done, the more that's likely to happen. Then I just throw it away. I wait until I've got the right way of getting a thing done, which means my songwriting proceeds at a very slow pace. But it's the only way I can really work.