My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane.

You just write and you don't try to make sense of it. You just put it down the way you got it.

Their memory's like a train: you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away And the things you can't remember Tell the things you can't forget that History puts a saint in every dream.

Any image I have, it's just what I do, but it comes off as being very pretentious. When you're a bit in the public astigmatism, anything you do seems like you did it so somebody would see you do it, like showing up at the right parties.

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

You choke my days, I'll choke yours.

Sometimes the magnetism of a song is impossible to ignore, and it demands that it be sung in a certain way.