The dogs, and home, privacy is my constant.

There's a heaven on earth that so few ever find, though the map's in your soul and the road's in your mind

Balance the cost of the soul you lost with the dreams you lightly sold.

I'm not the quiet sensitive little guy I was. I can't be. There's just too much after me.

Love when you can, cry when you have to, be who you must, that's a part of the plan. Await your arrival with simple survival, and one day we'll all understand.

Now is the only thing that exists.

People who listen to my records expect the ballads from me. The rock 'n roll is on there because it's another mode of expression.