Each Desaparecidos's song has a seed that it came from. We're trying to take that and broaden it out and make it resonate with people.

I like the Alice in Wonderland sculpture in Central Park. I love how it's been rained on forever and looks worn down by time.

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 believe that vinyl will outlast CDs. There's no reason for it, but it stays around because there are still people that want them.

Let the poets cry themselves to sleep, and all their tearful words will turn back into steam.

I started to sink like the moon tends to do if you stare at it too long Then you blink and it's gone.

Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot My twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts I never really dreamed of heaven much Until we put him in the ground. There is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free