I Get Angry At Myself For Staying

In A Perfect World, There Would Be No Censorship, Because There Would Be No Judgement.

First I Was 'angry,' Then 'spiritual.' Now I Don't Know What I Am.

Writing A Song Doesn't Heal Things. Even If The Song Comes Up With A Solution, It's Still Only A Theory. Going Out And Living My Lyrics Is A Whole Other Deal. That Takes Courage.

If Someone Hates Or Loves Something, Then Right On. I Can't Rob Them Of That. I'm Not Going To Try And Change Their Mind. Something's Been Triggered In Them To React So Emotionally.

I Really Do See That Anywhere I Am, Whether It's Doing Interviews A Hundred In A Row, That Every Situation I'm In, I'm At Choice In The Matter.