Don't plant your days they turn into weeds

Your old home town's so far away, but inside your head there's a record that's playing, a song called 'Hold On

but it's so hard to dance that way when it's cold and there's no music.

He said, I'm better off without her, until I showed him my tattoo.

I’ve always been a word guy, I like weird words and I like American slang and all that and words that are no longer being used… I like to drag them out of the box and wave them around… this is an interesting one, it’s amazing how in addition to punctuation just a little pause in the wrong place can just completely transform the meaning of something.

Let me fall out of the window/ With confetti in my hair

Your hands are like dogs, going to the same places they've been. You have to be careful when playing is no longer in the mind but in the fingers, going to happy places. You have to break them of their habits or you don't explore; you only play what is confident and pleasing. I'm learning to break those habits by playing instruments I know absolutely nothing about, like a bassoon or a waterphone.