It's The Age Of Reason For The

It Was 22 Years Of Work In A Row, Right Up Until 1987. Twenty-two Years In A Row-either On Tour, Writing An Album, Or Recording An Album. It Wasn't Until 1987 That I Was Able To Take A Breath.

Every Now And Then You'll Nail One That's Really, Really Special. And That's What You Live For.

Even In Junior High, I Always Knew I Had A Talent For Music And I Knew I Could Make Money That Way.

I Guess I Lost My Way, There Were So Many Roads. I Was Living To Run, And Running To Live, Never Worried About Paying Or Even How Much I Owed.

Sometimes You Can Hear Them Talk, Other Times You Can't. All The Same Old Cliches, Is That A Woman Or A Man?