Somewhere down the line everyone must pay for their misdeeds.

The willow turns his back on inclement weather. And if he can do it, we can do it.

We don't eat anything that has to be killed for us.

Take these broken wings and learn to fly.

I thought the only lonely place was on the moon.

Every love song I write is for Linda.

If I ever get out of here, thought of giving it all away to a registered charity.