Be On Your Way is one of the favorite songs I've ever written. What a terribly sad song, but what a beautiful melody.

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

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

My grandfather gave me my first guitar, an old acoustic with palm trees and dancing girls painted on it

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

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

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.