Lighten up while you still can, don't even try to understand. Just find a place to make your stand, and take it easy.

I want to know what became of the changes we waited for love to bring/Were they only the fitful dreams of some greater awakening?

Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels. Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields.

How long will it be 'till we've turned To the tasks and the skills That we'll have to have learned If we're going to find our place in the future And have something to offer Where this planet's concerned?

Also, right at that particular time in the music business, because of people like the Beatles, people began owning their own publishing. I'll just say this really quickly - they used to divide the money for the music that was written in two, just equal halves.

I grew up reading Shakespeare and Mark Twain.

I wrote the song For A Dancer for a friend of mine who died in a fire. He was in the sauna in a house that burned down, so he had no idea anything was going on. It was very sad.