I wish I had more time to sit down and be a little bit more normal.

The meanings get lost and the teachings get tossed and you don't know what you're going to do next.

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

Why must I be lonely in love?

Lessons learned are like bridges burned you only need to cross them but once. Is the knowledge gained worth the price of the pain, are the spoils worth the cost of the hunt?

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

Too many hearts have been broken, failing to trust what they feel.