I think in a lot of ways unconditional love is a myth. My mom's the only reason I know it's a real thing.

I think in a lot of ways unconditional love is a myth. My mom's the only reason I know it's a real thing.

And your eyes must do some raining if you're ever gonna grow / When crying don't help, you can't compose yourself / It's best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing / Or a simple song of hope.

I have on many occasions spoken my mind from stage. I have offered organizations table space by the merch booth. I have donated a dollar-a-ticket, or the entire guarantee, to different causes. I have registered voters. I have played on behalf of political candidates.

So I wait for the day when I'll hear the key as it turns in the lock And the guard will say to me, "Oh my patient prisoner you waited for this day and finally, you are free! You are free! You are free!

It's hard to get people to focus on one idea.

It's not a movie, no private screening This method acting, well, I call that living