Self-conscious, uncertain, I'm showered by the dust. But the spirit enters into me and I submit to trust.
Deadlines are things that we pass through on the way to finishing.
I get lost, sometimes. Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart.
I think one of the things about writing in the studio is that the song hasn't matured, if you like, so quite often the vocals are early attempts. Whereas once you've taken it out on the road a bit, you learn more about a song.
In your eyes I see the doorway to a thousand churches.
One doubt, one voice, one war, one truth, one dream.