I would like to work with Pat [ Leonard] in any capacity. I would love to hear his versions.

In streams of light I clearly saw The dust you seldom see, Out of which the Nameless makes A Name for one like me... All busy in the sunlight The flecks did float and dance, And I was tumbled up with them In formless circumstance.

Music is the emotional life of the most people.

Coroner's inquest: death by drowning. And he hasn't been to the sea-shore in ten years.

I want history to jump on Canada's spine with sharp skates.

The moon is swimming naked and the summer night is fragrant with a mighty expectation of relief.

Take one step to the side and it's all absurd.