Mystery's a thing not easily captured, and once deceased, not easily exhumed.

Life isn't all that sad. I'm a happy person.

The outlet for my sorrow, that I do feel deeply, and the pain, is the songs. That's where it goes.

Now is the only thing that exists.

I fell in love with Nashville. I got lots of work.

Waiting for wisdom to open the cage, we forged in the fires of the innocent age.

We drank a toast to innocence, we drank a toast to now. And tried to reach beyond the emptiness, but neither one knew how.