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

I let her do some of my laundry and she slipped in a few meals in between, and next thing I remember, she was all moved in.

Got seven women on my mind. Four that want to own me, two that want to stone me, and one says she's a friend of mine.

But when you know that you've got a real friend somewhere, suddenly all the others are so much easier to bear.

The idea that I wrote something that stood for the way I feel about things, and that it lasts, that's probably my favorite thing that I've done.

Talk about celestial bodies.

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