“For one kiss, darling, I swear everything I would give. Cause you’re a walking, talking reason to live.”

Well I got this guitar and I learned how to make it talk.

Nobody wins unless everybody wins.

The life of a rock & roll band will last as long as you can look down into the audience and see yourself.

Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true? Or is it something worse?

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.

Tainted with lies, toxic fire dancing in your eyes. Kisses like poison arrows aiming for the heart killing me softly. Toxic love is an art.

She bleeds the life of golden rose from her lips whenever she kisses.

Kiss his wounds and tell him its okay to cry, humans have emotions and they bleed sometimes.

A blow from your friend is better than a kiss from your enemy.

A kiss in a dream, so vivid, it is mistaken for a memory.

I have touched you in dreams, wishing to kiss you on the other side of it.

Trust me, I’ve tried. It is impossible to forget a soul that once kissed your heart.

If only I could kiss you as often as I think about it.