I do still get shocked every once in a while when I catch my reflection when I'm walking past a glass building, but it's in my mind about getting older and finding out what I'm going to look like as it unfolds - or as it folds, depending on where the marks and scars land.

I think we should all talk to our enemies and talk to our friends. Talk! That's the only way we'll find solutions.

One sweet world Around this star is spinning One sweet world And in her breath I'm swimming And here we will rest in peace

First time I kissed you, I lost my legs.

There's a freedom to being young that is harder to come by as time goes on.

Sometimes it's nice to be able to reflect on the music itself and then write lyrics that I feel anyone can relate to. It's not my dreaming tree that is dead. The feeling of a loss of hope is universal. There are moments that we've all felt a little bit of it, so I don't think it is something that is too hard to identify with.

Take what you can from your dreams, Make them as real as anything...