Breakdowns Come, And Breakdowns Go.

Take Two Bodies And You Twirl Them Into One, Their Hearts And Their Bones, And They Won't Come Undone.

I Suppose An Artist Takes The Elements Of His Life And Rearranges Them And Then Has Them Perceived By Others As Though They Were The Elements Of Their Lives.

Although I Was Able To Study Music With Teachers, I Never Studied Lyric Writing. I Read Poetry, And I Read Other Lyricists. But They Were Never Writing In The Style Or The Form That I Was Interested In.

We've Survived By Believing Our Life Is Going To Get Better.

I Really Don't Know What Exactly All The Songs Mean. Sometimes Other People Have Meanings And When I Hear Them I Think, 'that's Really A Better Meaning Than I Thought, And Perfectly Valid, Given The Words That Exist.' So Part Of What Makes A Song Really Good Is That People Take In Different Meanings, And They Apply Them, And They Might Be More Powerful Than The Ones I'm Thinking.