Sorrow is so easy to express and yet so hard to tell.

Do you see how you hurt me, baby? So I hurt you too. Then we both get so blue. I am on a lonely road and I am traveling, looking for the key to set me free.

The Beginning of Survival is my best album. I am very proud of it, and I am surprised at it, too. I thought some of Travelogue was a little heavy, but I don't think this is heavy.

But you know it's hard to tell When you're in the spell if it's wrong or if it's real But you're bound to lose If you let the blues get you scared to feel

People used to say nobody can sing my songs but me, they're too personal.

So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way.

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