You can't imagine parlor ballads drifting out of high-rise multi-towered buildings. That kind of music existed in a more timeless state of life.
I'm sick of giving creeps money off my soul.
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid
It frightens me, the awful truth, of how sweet life can be...
Folk music is a bunch of fat people.
I don't think the human mind can comprehend the past and the future. They are both just illusions that can manipulate you into thinking theres some kind of change.
People talk about egos as if it were objects.
There must be some kind of way out of here,' said the joker to the thief...
Thinking of a series of dreamsWhere the time and the tempo flyAnd there's no exit in any direction'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes
I failed to communicate, that's why I chose to leave
You better start swimming, or you'll sink like a stone. Because the Time's they are a-changing.
The land created me. I'm wild and lonesome. Even as I travel the cities, I'm more at home in the vacant lots.
I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom.
You learn from a conglomeration of the incredible past - whatever experience gotten in any way whatsoever.
Death to me means nothing as long as I can die fast.
You need something to open up a new door, to show you something you seen before but overlooked a hundred times or more
The first thing you notice about New Orleans are the burying grounds - the cemeteries - and they're a cold proposition, one of the best things there are here. Going by, you try to be as quiet as possi...
It's a wicked life, but what the hell, the stars ain't falling down.
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
Beauty walks a razors edge, someday I'll make it mine.