“Well, I started out down a dirty roadStarted out all aloneAnd the sun went down as I crossed the hillAnd the town lit up, the world got stillI'm learning to fly but I ain't got wingsComing down is the hardest thingWell, the good ol' days may not returnAnd the rocks might melt and the sea may burnI'm learning to fly but I ain't got wingsComing down is the hardest thingWell, some say life will beat you downBreak your heart, steal your crownSo I've started out for God knows whereI guess I'll know when I get thereI'm learning to fly around the cloudsBut what goes up must come down”

“So I started out for God knows where.I guess I'll know when I get there.”

“Sometimes life, will get you down, break your heart, steal your crown.”

“Well I won't back downNo I won't back downYou can stand me up at the gates of hellBut I won't back down”

“I'll stand my ground and I won't back down...”

“I've learned one thing, and that's to quit worrying about stupid things. You have four years to be irresponsible here, relax. Work is for people with jobs. You'll never remember class time, but you'll remember the time you wasted hanging out with your friends. So stay out late. Go out with your friends on a Tuesday when you have a paper due on Wednesday. Spend money you don't have. Drink 'til sunrise. The work never ends, but college does...”

“I had to learn a new way of playing. I had to practice a lot, and just find ways around the limitations. So it was a bad idea to break my hand.You said you were doing a lot of cocaine. Did that affect your songwriting?No. I think it affected my breaking my hand.”