“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.”

The very thing that drives you, can drive you insane Got a head full of thought crimes and a number with no name Got an eleventh hour Jesus and a mouth full of blame A casket lined with silver dollars and a number with no name.

Try it first And you’ll see its a blessing And it’s not a curse

I really feel like the sky is the limit with the Innocent Criminals today.

Distance is temporary, but our love is permanent. This may be the last time I see you, but if you keep me in your heart, together we shall be eternal; if you believe, we shall never part.

That happens every time I get behind a guitar, regardless of what I’m saying, ’cause music is freedom and being free is the closest I’ve ever felt to being spiritual.

We’ve all got stardust in our bones.

If I’m inspired and music inspires me, then I will continue to play it.

I write songs and I sing them from the deepest part of my existence and I hope they connect with the deepest part of yours.

When you have everything, you have everything to lose.

But I would never insult the people that love this music and I would never insult the blessing of music in my life and I would never insult myself by playing uninspired music.

I grew up with the Blind Boys’ music. My family owns a music store in Claremont, California, called The Claremont Folk Music Center. I grew up with a heavy diet of gospel, folk, and blues because those are kind of the cornerstones of traditional American music.

Every man’s actions belong to him.

There’s no love like a lost love and no pain like a broken heart.

I get diminishing returns when I bore myself in an interview.

I’m more afraid of falling than I am of flying high. I’m not as scared of dying as I am of growing old. Every battle has its glory and its consequence.

My choice is what I choose to be.