To Want What I Have, To Take

We Live A Protracted Adolescence. At Some Point You Must Leave The Party.

Fame, At One Time, Was Associated With Accomplishment, But In This Day And Age Fame And Notoriety Have Become Confused.

For Every Moment Of Joy Every Hour Of Fear For Every Winding Road That Brought Me Here For Every Breath, For Every Day Of Living This Is My Thanksgiving

What The Head Makes Cloudy The Heart Makes Clear

I'm Blessed With A Pretty Good Voice. So Just Sitting Back There Banging On The Tubs Wasn't Enough.