I got in trouble with the police, and that was a rude awakening. That was it. I'd seen the bottom of the pit, and it was time to scrape myself out of it.

I got my first real six string, bought it at the five and dime, played it 'til my fingers bled.

I swear, I wanna be your underwear.

Please forgive me, I know not what I do. Please forgive me, I can't stop loving you.

I watch everybody every night, from sitting down to being on their feet at the end, and I feel a sense of reinvention, of caring, presenting these songs in their purest form.

When your world has shattered, ain't nothing else matters. It ain't over, it's only love and that's all.

Caught in the crossfire of a silent scream, where one man's nightmare is another man's dream.