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.

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

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.

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.

As far as those kinds of things, I also played at the concert to call for the release of Nelson Mandela when he was a political prisoner in South Africa. We were celebrating his 70th birthday and calling for his release.

They sell us the President the same way they sell us our clothes and cars.

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?