Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I knew there was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too.

He saw my complications and he mirrored me back simplified, and we laughed how our perfect world would always be denied.

They won't give peace a chance, that's just a dream some of us had

My parents told me I'd point to a bed of flowers and say 'Pink. Pretty,' before I knew any other words.

You have this mounting aggressive ignorance with the rabbit's foot of their particular religion. You don't really have any kind of spiritual law, just a kind of a rabid mental illness. The songs are a little slice of life.

Freedom to me is a luxury of being able to follow the path of the heart, to keep the magic in your life. Freedom is necessary for me in order to create, and if I cannot create I don’t feel alive.

you dont know what you got till its gone