I'm A Fairly Tormented Artist, And I'm

I Can't Believe That We Would Lie In Our Graves Wondering If We Had Spent Our Living Days Well. I Can't Believe That We Would Lie In Our Graves Dreaming Of Things That We Might Have Been.

Take What You Can From Your Dreams, Make Them As Real As Anything...

For Me, In Songwriting, I Have A Route I Can Take. Maybe There's Some Forks, I Can Go This Way, This Way. But I Know Those Roads. I Still Have The Experience Behind Me.

When I Step Into The Light My Arms Are Open Wide When I Step Into The Light My Eyes Searching Wildly

I Think I'm Probably A Very Sad Man Wrapped In A Very Joyful Package, And I Think I'm Very Resilient, And I Think I'm Quite Generous, Sometimes To A Fault. And I'm Very Bad With Money, But I Don't See That Too Much Of A Flaw.