If I was writing songs just for me I'd only play them in my living room, alone.

I salute to you Commander and I sneeze 'Cause I have Now an Allergy To your policies it seems Where have we gone wrong America? Mr. Lincoln we can't seem to find you anywhere out of the millions From the deserts To the mountains Over prairies To the shores Is this just the Madness of King George Yo George Is this just the Madness of King George Yo George Well you have the whole Nation on all fours.

Your apocalypse was fab.

And maybe she had certain beliefs that if you love somebody, [you're] gonna like them too. And that isn't necessarily true.

When we get in a routine we can become zombie-like and shut down.

When they say take from my body, I think I'll take from mine instead. Getting off, getting off while they're all down stairs.

When I am able to be present, listening - really listening - to a viewpoint described through someone else's lens, I am here in the now and alive.