There's a man who's been out sailing In a decade full of dreams And he takes her to a schooner And he treats her like a queen Bearing beads from California With their amber stones and green He has called her from the harbor He has kissed her with his freedom He has heard her off to starboard In the breaking and the breathing Of the water weeds While she was busy being free

I lost my daughter at 21. I had to give her up because I was broke, no place to take her, no money to take her. That was very traumatic.

I am as constant as a northern star

I hang my laundry on the line when I write.

Chase away the demons, and they will take the angels with them.

Musically, I would never run dry. Any time I sit down to an instrument, I could write a song.

I believe that I am male and I am female.