Gypsies at home watching Jerry Falwell on TV, might mean something to you, it ain't nothing to me.

Whatever you're looking for, don't come around here no more.

Do something you really like, and hopefully it pays the rent. As far as I'm concerned, that's success.

Where the sky begins, the horizon ends, despite the best intentions.

I don't know, my music has always just come from where the wind blew me. Like where I'm at during a particular moment in time.

I'm so tired of being tired. Sure as night will follow day most things I worry about will never happen anyway.

I had the radio on, I was driving. Trees flew by, me and Del were singing, Little Runaway, I was flying.