I'm a fine artist working in a commercial arena, so that's my cross to bear

Elusive dreams and vague desires fanned to fiery needs by deadly deeds of falling empires.

Whatever it was that I felt was the weak link in my previous project gave me inspiration for the next one.

You could write a song about some kind of emotional problem you are having, but it would not be a good song, in my eyes, until it went through a period of sensitivity to a moment of clarity. Without that moment of clarity to contribute to the song, it's just complaining.

I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said "Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed

I still believe in the power of the word, that words inspire.

Do you want - do you want - do you want to dance with me baby?