I think that's why art prevails: because it helps people in a fairly intangible, magical way feel more connected to each other.

Sold my soul to the devil / for nice penmanship. / Now I write real pretty / but I'm starting to regret it.

It's not supposed to make you distracted from your life, it's supposed to make you challenge the ongoing distraction with focused intention. Simply discussing how asleep we can be gives credence to the possibility of finding moments of true honest alertness.

I'm influenced in a million different ways by a million songs that I've heard and digested.

I don't believe in the myth of the "self made man". Nobody gets through alone.

Sometimes I just don't have time to wait for the muse to come, so I've developed things to force the muse to come back.

We talk about the past like it's the strangest dream. Then we repeat the things we never dreamed we'd do.