I try to use my music to move these people to act.

I wish they'd had electric guitars in cotton fields back in the good old days. A whole lot of things would've been straightened out.

Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past? And with its crutch, its old age, and its wisdom, it whispers no this will be the last.

You don't have to be singing about love all the time in order to give love to the people. You don't have to keep flashing those words all the time.

Music is going to break the way because music is in a spiritual thing of its own. It's like the waves of the ocean. You can't just cut out the perfect wave and take it home with you.

The one that rambles for a million miles, yes, I walk down this road searching for your love.

It's very far away, it takes about a half and a day to get there, if we travel by my... dragon-fly. No, it's not in Spain, but all the same, you know, it's a groovy name. And the wind's just right... Hang on, my darling, hang on if you wanna go. Hear it's a really groovy place, with just a little bit Spanish Castle Magic.