Buy me a drink, sing me a song; take me as I come, cause I can't stay long.

I can't crawl any further. You never crawled for me.

I got my own way of praying.

I love history, doesn't matter what era, I'm fascinated.

Somewhere, somehow, somebody must have kicked you around some. Tell me, why you want to lay there, revel in your abandon?

Music is probably the only real magic I have encountered in my life. There's not some trick involved with it. It's pure and it's real. It moves, it heals, it communicates and does all these incredible things.

You belong somewhere you feel free.