I'm only this far, and only tomorrow leads my way.

Goodnight moon. Sweet dreams. Smile kindly upon this little blue gum ball of us while we sleep.

When I listen to my favorite songwriters, they have such simple melodies and chords. I occasionally manage to stop at the right time, but all too often I keep on going until I have way too many notes and words. But that's just what I do.

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

Being able to scream at the top of my lungs in front of people is very therapeutic. It is a great gift for me to be able to do that.

I like to think I'm a night person, because that's my job, but now I'm a father of three. I'm trying to become more of a morning person. I don't know if it will last. I have two choices, right? Either I'm bitter about getting up early, or I start drinking wine earlier and get to bed.

I hope that just what I sing about and how I relate to my audience is as much of a political statement as I need to make.