Waiting On The World To Change.

I Remember Playing The Guitar Through The Amplifier Facing Out The Window Of My House Onto The Street In The Summer Time - That Was Social Media In 1992.

I Find Myself In Situations That I Know Would Be Unbelievable Pictures And I Have To Gauge, Is This Worth Taking The Camera Out? Am I Gonna Lose The Moment? Am I Gonna Get A Dirty Look From Sting?

I Just Wish They'd Put A New Word In The Dictionary Bigger Than Love Because Love Just Doesn't Describe What I Feel.

I'll Never Let Your Head Hit The Bed Without My Hand Behind It.

The Saddest Kind Of Sad Is The Sad That Tries Not To Be Sad. You Know, When Sad Tries To Bite Its Lip And Not Cry, And Smile And Say, "no I'm Happy For You"? Thats When It's Really Sad.