I Just Try To Tell A Story

No One Knows Anything For Sure.

I Find Myself Wanting To Make Music At The Dining Room Table Or In The Bedroom - I'm Kind Of A Mobile Writer, So I Sort Of Move Around The House. But The Attic Is Definitely Where I Can Make The Most Noise. While Everyone On The Lower Floors Screams 'earthquake!' But No! It's Just My Bass!

I Am Here No Longer Just A Vision Birthed Into This Body I Accept My Praise, My Blame, My Joy, My Sorrow I Realize We Are, In Truth, The Truth We Seek God, Perfect This Very Moment.

It's Funny, I Think After You Are A Star Like Sting And You No Longer Think You Need Any Guidance Or Aid - It Would Be Great To See Those Stars Work With Other Songwriters.

My Legacy Is In My Family, Not In My Work. For Me. I Don't Know About For Other People. I Try To Forget A Lot.