There Is Something Wrong With You If

Sometimes I Write Notes That I Have Difficulty Singing. And You Start Talking Yourself Out Of The Bold Melody And Start Wanting To Arrange It In Another Key Or Something. Maybe I Just Never Learned My Harmony Part, Because What Everybody Says Sounds Odd To Them Sounds Perfectly Natural To Me.

The Radio Is In The Hands Of Such A Lot Of Fools Tryin' To Anesthetize The Way That You Feel.

Certain Songs Have Been Written Years Apart, But They Have A Natural Continuity To My Mind.

It's The Damage That We Do And Never Know. It's The Words That We Don't Say That Scare Me So.

You'll Never Be Alone In The Bone Orchard.