And i start sleeping and dreaming and i think i'll dream about you, all through the night.

We're supposed to lose our friends to time, at an age when we're ready to agree to the terms of having lived a long life. Not now.

I may have taken someone through the wringer psychologically, but I've never been sinister.

If you told me I was going to live to 240, I would take 10 years off and try and act. I don't have that kind of time, so I'd much rather stick to playing guitar.

I find myself in situations that I know would be unbelievable pictures and I have to gauge, Is this worth taking the camera out? Am I gonna lose the moment? Am I gonna get a dirty look from Sting?

I get recognized somewhere in between like local meteorologist and national meteorologist.

By the time I recognize this moment, this moment will be gone. . . But I will bend the light, pretend that it somehow lingered on