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.

You would think with all the genius and the brilliance of these times, we might find a higher purpose and a better use of mind.

And while the future's there for anyone to change, still you know it's seems, It would be easier sometimes to change the past.

I grew up reading Shakespeare and Mark Twain.

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.

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