God forgives somehow we have yet to learn the same.

Sometimes you get there in spite of the route Losing track of your life and what it's about The road seems to know when to straighten right out... I could wonder if all of it led me to you I could show you the arrows and circles I drew I didn't have a map, it's the best I could do On the fly and on the run

I found Elvis on the Internet, I went camping with a young cadet, he showed me his bayonet.

Dreamland is a book, but it's my song in book form. It's translated itself into a different medium.

Every sleepy boy and girl in every bed around the world- Can hear the stars up in the sky whispering a lullaby

It's a marvelous feeling when someone says I want to do this song of yours because they've connected to it. That's what I'm after.

Fool you once, you are forgiven. Fool you twice, you're just a fool.