When I pick up the guitar, it's a melody, and that's what drives the lyrics. It's bits and pieces of truth, but it is storytelling.

I'm a private person.

Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' gold Turnin' from the past, at last and all I've left behind.

I don't really think of myself as a folk singer.

You can make bad choices and find yourself in a downward spiral or you can find something that gets you out of it.

You have to believe in yourself before anybody else believes in you.

I don't like myself, and I don't like to be looked at.