A songwriter's supreme challenge is being complex and simple at the same time
I've got a reason to believe we all be received in Graceland, Graceland, Memphis Tennessee.
Somewhere in a burst of glory / Sound becomes a song.
Take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, and they won't come undone.
The thought that life could be better is woven indelibly into our hearts and our brains.
I think my hight had the most significant single effect on my existence, aside from my brain. In fact, it's part of an inferior-superior syndrome. I think I have an inferior brain and an inferior stature, if you really want to get brutal about it.