The Sound Of Birds Stops The Noise

Well, I Make Every Song I Sing Personal. I've Never Chosen A Song That Wasn't.

It's Like The Mold In Dr. Florey's Coat, About The Discovery Of Penicillin. Out Of These Strange Accidents Come Huge Discoveries. A Certain Purple Bleeds Into Red And All Of A Sudden You Have Something Unexpected.

Everyone Has Problems, And Learning To Share Them Is Essential. Hiding Pain Requires An Enormous Amount Of Energy; Sharing It Is Liberating.

You Know, People Want To Honor Me, And On The One Hand I Just Don't Want To Be A Poster Child; But On The Other, I Want To Do Something Classy And Great - Something Where The Residuals Will Go To The Cause.

I Had Some Dreams, They Were Clouds In My Coffee.