Everybody else shares the same cloudy sky.

With any level of success you get some non-musical things that come along - money, ego - and it's easy to lose your perspective and get off doing what you did to get there.

With modern technology and science, you can't find one instance in which an abortion would be needed to save a woman's life. There is no such exception as life of the mother, and as far as health of the mother, same thing.

You know, there’s a philosopher who says, “As you live your life, it appears to be anarchy and chaos, and random events, non-related events, smashing into each other and causing this situation or that situation, and then, this happens, and it’s overwhelming, and it just looks like what in the world is going on ? And later, when you look back at it, it looks like a finely crafted novel. But at the time, it don’t.

The shackles and the chains, the violence and aggression, the pettiness and scorn, the jealousy and hatred, the tempest and discord.

Everybody else shares the same cloudy sky.

I wrote these songs for a dying planet, I'm sorry, but I'm telling the truth.