My upbringing made me think that real legitimate music is written, not heard

In the time it takes us to look beyond the lies, we could be sailing in each other's eyes.

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

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.

I love Don Williams records. And old Ralph Stanley and Bill Monroe.

I believe in God, but not in any rational or theological scope.

Are you under the power of gold?