There's a difference between knowing what's on the page in a history book and actually feeling that page have curves and valleys.

But you've got to be tough when consumed by desire, cause it's not enough just to stand outside the fire.

While I'm playing baseball, I'm still writing songs and having tapes sent to me. I'm sure I'll spend a lot of time in the whirlpool resting these tired bones, so I'll be thinking of music then.

She's sun and rain, she's fire and ice, a little crazy, but it's nice. And when she gets mad, you best leave her alone, cause she'll rage like a river then she'll beg you to forgive her.

You were standin' way too close to see it fall apart. And there were things you couldn't hear, 'cause you were listening with your heart.

When the skies and the oceans are clean again. Then we shall be free.

It ain't what you're driving or the clothes that you wear, material possessions won't matter up there. And someday in heaven, when the angels all sing, well these rags that I'm wearin' will be fit for a king.