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.

How long can you hear someone crying - how long can you hear someone dying - before you ask yourself why?

I'm losing touch with reality and I'm almost out of blow. It's such a fine line, I hate to see it go. Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain.

I'd have to say that my favorite thing is writing a song that really says how I feel, what I believe - and it even explains the world to myself better than I knew it.

I followed those highway signs and I've run down those thin white lines.

I'm not sure what I'm trying to say, it could be that I've lost my way.

I look around for the friends I used to turn to pull me through. Looking into their eyes, I see them running, too.