I Use To Live In A Room

The Time I Burned My Guitar It Was Like A Sacrifice. You Sacrifice The Things You Love. I Love My Guitar.

A Person Would Have To Change Himself In Order To Be A Living Example Of What He's Singing About.

Well I Stand Up Next To A Mountain, And I Chop It Down With The Edge Of My Hand

The Artist Draws The People. The Whole Idea Is For People To Dig Themselves, Just Mingle Around Meeting Different Other People. That's Cool.

We Have Time, There's No Big Rush.