I turned myself to face me, but I've never caught a glimpse of how the others must see the faker.
The sun machine is coming down, and we're gonna have a party.
I heard the news today, oh boy.
I find it easier to write in these little vignettes; if I try to get any more heavy, I find myself out of my league.
You go through stages where you wonder whether you are Christ, or just looking for him.
Strangely, some songs you really don't want to write.