Brooklyn is not the easiest place to grow up in, although I wouldn't change that experience for anything.
I've always accepted some kind of deity, especially as a songwriter.
The art of love is who you share it with.
I got worries by the ton, getting cancer's only one. Over taxed and alimonied, tired of eating fried baloney.
Songs are life in 80 words or less.
Shame, it comes in every size, touches many lives, knocks on many doors.