When you can no longer differentiate between the insanity spewed onto the blank page, and the madness evident in the all-but shattered mirror...that's when you know you're doing it right.

In so many areas of life, I'm a spaz and incompetent.

For me, in songwriting, I have a route I can take. Maybe there's some forks, I can go this way, this way. But I know those roads. I still have the experience behind me.

I don't think socialism, and I don't think warmness and respect are necessarily bad words.

I don't want to die, obviously, but really, the wonder of life is amplified by the fact that it ends.

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

Because life is short but sweet for certain We're climbing two by two To be sure these days continue These things we cannot change