I Don't Think Anybody's Mind's Gonna Be

When You Try To Bring A Story To Life, It Starts In Your Head And You See Possibilities For It, But It's Just One Damn Thing After Another.

The Most Accurate Representation Of How I Feel Is That I'm Incredibly Lucky To Be Working In This Structure Where People Get Paid Millions To Read The News On Tv. And, Yes, It Is Insane. And There Is Nothing I Can Say Beyond Acknowledging My Immense Good Fortune, And Being Aware That I'm Blessed, And Aware That It Isn't Going To Last Forever.

No Journalist Has Ever Been In My House And No Photographs Have Ever Been Taken Of Where I Live. I Don't Parade My Family Out For Display, Which Is The Way It Will Stay.

I Don't Ask For Much. I Don't Ask To Be Rich, And I Don't Ask To Be Famous, And I Don't Ask To Play Center Field For The New York Yankees. I Just Want To Get Married And Have A Wife, And A House, And I Want To Have A Kid, And I Want To Go See Him Be A Tooth In The School Play!

I Had To Keep Breathing. Even Though There Was No Reason To Hope... I Stayed Alive. I Kept Breathing. And One Day My Logic Was Proven All Wrong Because The Tide Came In, And Gave Me A Sail. And Now, Here I Am. Im Back... Because Now I Know What I Have To Do Now. I Have To Keep Breathing. Because Tomorrow The Sun Will Rise. Who Knows What The Tide Could Bring?