“[A]s soon as you try and take a song from your mind into piano and voice and into the real world, something gets lost and it's like a moment where, in that moment you forget how it was and it's this new way. And then when you make a record, even those ideas that you had, then those get all turned and changed. So in the end, I think, it just becomes it's own thing and really I think a song could be recorded a million different ways and so what my records are, it just happened like that, but it's not like, this is how I planned it from the very beginning because I have no idea, I can't remember.”
“This is how it works You're young until you're not You love until you don't You try until you can't You laugh until you cry You cry until you laugh And everyone must breathe Until their dying breath No, this is how it works You peer inside yourself You take the things you like And try to love the things you took And then you take that love you made And stick it into some Someone else's heart Pumping someone else's blood And walking arm in arm You hope it don't get harmed But even if it does You'll just do it all again”
“And people are just people,They shouldn't make you nervous.The world is everlasting,It's coming and it's going.”
“I'm walking through the cityLike a drunk, but notWith my slip showing a littleLike a drunk, but notAnd I am one of your peopleBut the cars don't stopAnd I am one of your peopleBut the cars don't stop”
“Maybe one day you’ll understand I don’t want nothing more than to sweetly hold your hand.”
“We keep on burying our dead/We keep on planting their bones in the ground/But they won't grow/The sun doesn't help/The rain doesn't help.”