I fell into lyric writing because of music. I backed into it.

Art, in itself, is an attempt to bring order out of chaos.

I prefer neurotic people. I like to hear rumblings beneath the surface.

Everyone I used to play with has either given up or is dead.

Oscar Hammerstein was a surrogate father. I liked my father a lot, he was a swell fellow, but I didn’t see him very often because my mother was bitter about him and did everything she could to prevent me from seeing him.

White. A blank page or canvas. The challenge. Bring order to the whole Through design, composition, tension, balance, light, and harmony.

I don't listen to recordings of my songs. I don't avoid it, I just don't go out of my way to do it.