For those two years in college I was constantly singing and writing and playing in coffee houses and stuff.

I love home. I'll stay up there for days on end, I won't even go down the driveway to look for the mail.

You're successful if you can get one person to pick it up and put it on the turntable and go, Wow, thanks for writing that!

Through the years as the fire starts to mellow, burning lines in the book of our lives. Though the binding cracks and the pages start to yellow, I'll be in love with you.

I was blessed with a gift. It's a gift and a curse. It never ends

My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man, I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band.

Coming out of college with a degree in fine arts and painting isn't worth much any more.