I Prefer Christmas, Which Is Everybody's Holiday.

We're Captive On The Carousel Of Time, We Can't Return We Can Only Look Behind.

How Does A Person Create A Song? A Lot Of It Is Being Open To Encounter And To Be In Touch With The Miraculous.

Won't You Stay We'll Put On The Day And We'll Talk In Present Tenses

Unlike Some Of My Peers, I Haven't Really Hit A Writer's Block. When I Hit A Block I Just Paint, Which Is An Old Crop Rotation Trick.

You Feed It All Your Woes, The Ghostly Garden Grows.