Some Are Masters Of Illusions, Some Are

Lay Down The Song You Strum, And Rest Yourself 'neath The Strength Of Strings No Voice Can Hope To Hum.

A Mistake Is To Commit A Misunderstanding.

People Are Going To Say, ‘well, It’s Not Very Truthful.’ But A Songwriter Doesn’t Care About What’s Truthful. What He Cares About Is What Should’ve Happened, What Could’ve Happened. That’s Its Own Kind Of Truth. It’s Like People Who Read Shakespeare Plays, But They Never See A Shakespeare Play. I Think They Just Use His Name.

She Takes Your Voice And Leaves You Howling At The Moon.

I'm Just Glad To Be Feeling Better. I Really Thought I'd Be Seeing Elvis Soon.