Consume more than you need This is the dream Make you pauper Or make you queen I won't die lonely I'll have it all prearranged A grave that's deep and wide enough For me and all my mountains o'things

I love living in California and being able to go to the beach or go to the woods.

After it's finished, sometimes I can trace a path that goes back to the possible source of inspiration.

I'm not sure if the next song I write is going to be about love or a song about a tree.

Words don't come easily, like forgive me.

So don't be tempted by the shiny apple Don't you eat of a bitter fruit Hunger only for a taste of justice Hunger only for a world of truth 'Cause all that you have is your soul.

There's a power in words. There's a power in being able to explain and describe and articulate what you know and feel and believe about the world, and about yourself.