Bad Nights Lead To Better Days

I Went Down To Houston And I Stopped In San 'antone, I Passed Up The Station For The Bus. I Was Trying To Find Me Something, But I Wasn't Sure Just What... Man, I Ended Up With Pockets Full Of Dust.

I Like Things That Reach A Little Further And Are A Little More Abstract, But I Don't Think That's What I Do Naturally Well. How I Write Naturally Is Probably What's Furthest From Me, And The Most Removed From What I Understand.

It's Hard To View Myself Sometimes As Even In The Same League As Other Musicians, Mainly Because There's So Much Music Before Me. I Feel Overinformed By Different Styles And Different Possibilities.

Not To Discount My Music, But I'm Always Suspicious Of The Music That I Make On Some Level, As To How Valid It Is. Or Maybe Not "valid," But How Important.

A Lot Of My Songs, They're Like Puzzle Pieces, And There's Just One Way To Put Them Together. You Could, If You Needed To, Get The Scissors Out And Cut Up Things To Make Them Work. But I Don't Want To Do That.