Dealing With My Own Life Takes Priority

I Was Headed For The Fantastic Lights. No Doubt About It. Could It Be That I Was Being Deceived? Not Likely. I Don't Think I Had Enough Imagination To Be Deceived; Had No False Hope, Either. I'd Come From A Long Ways Off And Had Started From A Long Ways Down. But Now Destiny Was About To Manifest Itself. I Felt Like It Was Looking Right At Me And Nobody Else.

I'm Mortified To Be On The Stage, But Then Again, It's The Only Place Where I'm Happy.

My Best Songs Were Written Very Quickly. Just About As Much Time As It Takes To Write It Down Is About As Long As It Takes To Write It...in Writing Songs I've Learned As Much From Cezanne As I Have From Woody Guthrie...it's Not Me, It's The Songs. I'm Just The Postman, I Deliver The Songs...i Consider Myself A Poet First And A Musician Second. I Live Like A Poet And I'll Die Like A Poet.

Loneliness, Tenderness, High Society, Notoriety, You Fight For The Throne And You Travel Alone.

I'm Determined To Stand Whether God Will Deliver Me Or Not.