“As long as someone else controls your history the truth shall remain just a mystery”

There’s only one proper way a song should go, but you’ve got to be patient enough to let them come together time wise.

I’m a living sunset, lightning in my bones.

Take my hand when you are worried Take my hand when you’re alone Take my hand and let me guide you Take my hand to lead you home.

Children come running to the truth But you’ve got to peel the skin to get the fruit And while one’s living high another’s grieving But what’s sweet by morning is bitter by the evening Oh – What’s sweet by morning is bitter by the evening.

People say, “How do you write songs?” I say, “Patience.” I may have a track that’s hot, but no words. I’ll just let it sit for years, because I know they’re going to meet. They’ll find it.

I want to try to not be the child that had to go through too much too young. I want to be who I am now and not who I was then.

There’s so much there, there’s so much to heal for.

The lifetime we’ve left behind with strangers Promises and lies both have their dangers. I just can’t be wrong enough and I can’t hide for long enough So far away, but I still feel your pain.

I really feel there’s no limitation on what this band can do in the studio or on the stage. That’s an empowering feeling – that we can bring a song to life.

Life’s the longest picture you’re ever gonna take.

If it comes out sounding like Dixieland jazz or classical or punk or rock or even slightly metal, that’s because that’s where I’m going to find inspiration.

Sometimes it’s lightning in a bottle and you got the song. But oftentimes it shows up.

With so many people to love in my life, why do I worry about one?

You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

The good news is at this point as I get older, the load has gotten heavier but my shoulders have gotten wider because I’ve gotten happier so it’s a damn good thing.

When you hear Doc Watson singing Amazing Grace, something else enters the room.

I have had many highs and lows in my short life neither stays long enough to be familiar.

Noticed that I had been holding my breath for so long and finally gave myself permission to breathe.

Quick wins don’t last, always focus on the long game.

I never stay in one spot for too long.

Proud yourself when you find the courage to let go of that harmful person that you carry for so long.

My process is thinking, thinking and thinking – thinking about my stories for a long time.

Forever isn’t long at all, as long as I’m with you.

Life is long, if you know how to use it.