I Love Hearing My Audience Breathe.

Whenever I'm About To Eat Meat I Always See My Little Dog's Eyes.

For People To Link My Music To Their Lives, It's Incredible, There's No Other Feeling Like It.

I Get So Nervous On Stage I Can't Help But Talk. I Try. I Try Telling My Brain: Stop Sending Words To The Mouth. But I Get Nervous And Turn Into My Grandma. Behind The Eyes It's Pure Fear. I Find It Difficult To Believe I'm Going To Be Able To Deliver.

I Let It Fall, My Heart And As It Fell, You Rose To Claim It, It Was Dark, And I Was Sober, Until You Kissed My Lips And You Saved Me.

In My Hometown Memories Are Fresh.