If you think my music is sentimental and self-absorbed, I agree with you.

When I cleaned up some 17 odd years ago, I felt terrible for about six months. The only thing that gave me any real relief was strenuous physical activity.

If I were to try to identify a turning point I'd say that was it - getting clean.

O, it's enough to be on your way. It's enough just to cover ground. It's enough to be moving on. Home: better build it behind your eyes. Carry it in your heart, Safe among your own.

I played the cello from when I was ten, and then I bought a guitar from the father of some friends of mine and played that for a while. And then when I was fourteen or so, I bought a guitar - a real nice one - in Durham, North Carolina, that I worked with up until I was about twenty-five.

I don't find the songs; they find me. I just strum my guitar and wait for a lyric to come.

I'm looking forward to being able to retire from being a public figure and being able to afford to be myself!