“Someday girl, I don’t know when, were gonna get to the place where we really want to go, and we’ll walk in the sun. But til then, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run.”

Just sitting around waiting for my life to begin, while it was all just slipping away.

Tonight I’m stepping lightly and I’m feeling no pain.

Music was my way of keeping people from looking through and around me. I wanted the heavies to know I was around.

The hungry and the haunted explode in a rock’n’roll band.

Show a little faith, there’s magic in the night.

Outside the street’s on fire in a real death waltz between what’s flesh and what’s fantasy.

Adult life is dealing with an enormous amount of questions that don’t have answers. So I let the mystery settle into my music. I don’t deny anything, I don’t advocate anything, I just live with it.

God have mercy on the man who doubts what he’s sure of.

You’ve got to learn to live with what you can’t rise above.

The future is now. Roll up your sleeves and let your passion flow. The country we carry in our hearts is waiting.

Two hearts are better than one.

I like narrative storytelling as being part of a tradition, a folk tradition.

If they had told me I was the janitor and would have to mop up and clean the toilets after the show in order to play, I probably would have done it.

There have been a lotta tough guys. There have been pretenders. And there have been contenders. But there is only one king.

You can’t shut off the risk and the pain without losing the love that remains.

Roll down the window and let the wind blow back your hair. The night’s busted open. These two lanes will take us anywhere.

I feel like I was supposed to be born in the ’90s. Everything from that era needs to come back.

I was born a leader, never a follower. I never felt peer pressure. If the group goes left, I go right.

Hour 36 of labor. I pull at god’s necktie dig a hole at the hospital floor.

If you born in the mud, you gonna be dirty, and people don’t understand that.

Love is what we were born with. Fear is what we learned here.

I’m not a natural born performer.

Perfect behaviour is born of complete indifference.

History is a pact between the dead, the living, and the yet unborn.