I've been raising up my hands drive another nail in just what God needs one more victim
The music is the magic carpet that other things take naps on.
If I was writing songs just for me I'd only play them in my living room, alone.
At 15, I knew someone whose mother cooked macrobiotic, so I persuaded my mother to go macrobiotic with me.
Get off the cross, we need the wood.
And maybe she had certain beliefs that if you love somebody, [you're] gonna like them too. And that isn't necessarily true.