“Things will change – that’s the best and worst of it.”

Perfectly imperfect flawed and irreplaceably you.

May the stars be ever in your favor.

Take me to a skyscraper so we can watch the city sleep.

If it was easy we’d all make it.

A love like ours could burn down this city.

You make me wish for everything and nothing more all at once.

It might feel like sparks to you but to me it’s fireworks.

Let’s pretend for a minute that time is a construct and take a road trip into forever.

Find someone who turns your hopes of maybe into dreams of always.

I live for bridge walks, your small talk, and ice cream late out at the docks, drinking wine out of the bottle- so stay for a little while, won’t you?

Dear curiosity, I wish you wished the best for me.

And in the shard of fleeting vision, everything I once feared tastes like stolen magic.

Let’s go slow dancing around the kitchen, listening to the sound of dawn by the back roads and let our shadows paint the walls.

Whatever it is however bad I’m so glad you’re still here.

You were the star in my life but now its my time to shine.

I hope one day your paper cranes grow up in dreams and fly away.

I have tons of regrets, but I think that’s one of the reasons that push people to create things. Out of their angst, their regret, comes the best from artists, painters and writers.

Parents try the best they can. They want the best for you. But a lot of their stuff is just their own. If you can pull yourself away from it and not always feel like they’re attacking you, then it’s easier to deal with.

The best ideas come as jokes. Make your thinking as funny as possible.

Not to be born surpasses all reckoning. The next best thing by far, when one has been born is to go back as swiftly as possible whence one came.

There is no such thing as a natural puncher. There is a natural aptitude for punching and that is different. Nobody is born the best. You have to practice and train to become the best.

No man is happy; he is at best fortunate.

Once I get onstage the tension explodes and I’m fine. I’m in another world – in a trance almost, doing what I love best, expressing myself through guitar.

A British pressing with a compilation of the best stuff really, I mean actually not only that but, these were all kind of semi hits for the people on it in America.