One thing I can tell you is you have to be free. Come together, right now, over me.
You're jeans are full of crap. You're full of beans, you're in you teens. You've lost your mama's road map.
Well, I just want him to grow up happy. That's the main thing.
We were cowards when we sacked him.
As in a love affair, two creative people can destroy themselves trying to recapture that youthful spirit, at twenty-one or twenty-four, of creating without even being aware of how it's happening
You feel alone if you're the only one thinking 'wouldn't it be nice if there was peace and nobody was getting killed.' So advertise yourself that you're for peace if you believe in it.