Me and crazy Janey were making love in the dirt singing our birthday songs.
Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend. I wanna guard your dreams and visions.
Those wounds stay with you, and you turn them into a language and a purpose.
If you listen to the great Beatle records, the earliest ones where the lyrics are incredibly simple. Why are they still beautiful? Well, they're beautifully sung, beautifully played, and the mathematics in them is elegant. They retain their elegance.
You're born into this life paying for the sins of somebody else's past.
When I was young, it was sort of built to intimidate. Even on this very local level in this very small church in this small town, it still held that sort of - held you in the palm of its darkness.