I wasn't interested in writing music that wasn't beautiful for me to listen to.
It broke my heart when I learned the moon had been passing the sun’s light off as its own.
There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road.
I can understand someone not liking the voice or the songs.
And a thimble's worth of milky moon Can touch hearts larger than a thimble.
The so-called positive press has in some ways been more difficult to swallow than the negative.