You and I will meet again, When we’re least expecting it, One day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won’t say goodbye my friend, For you and I will meet again.
Buy me a drink, sing me a song; take me as I come, cause I can’t stay long.
Where the sky begins, the horizon ends, despite the best intentions.
The waiting is the hardest part, every day you get one more yard. You take it on faith, you take it to the heart, the waiting is hardest part.
Music really isn’t supposed to be perfect. It’s all about people relating to each other and doing something that’s really from the soul. It must come from the soul.
If you’re not getting older, you’re dead.
You belong among the wildflowers You belong in a boat out at sea You belong with your love on your arm You belong somewhere you feel free
Do something you really like, and hopefully it pays the rent. As far as I’m concerned, that’s success.
Time to move on, time to get going. What lies ahead I have no way of knowing. But under my feet, baby, grass is growing.
I’m more interested in what I’m going to leave behind me than in making a big hit record. I’ve refined what I do for a long time. If getting better at it means it goes over the heads of those who only wanted to party, then so be it.
Music is probably the only real magic I have encountered in my life. There’s not some trick involved with it. It’s pure and it’s real. It moves, it heals, it communicates and does all these incredible things.
Running down a dream… working on a mystery… going wherever it leads…
Go after what you really love and find a way to make that work for you, and then you’ll be a happy person.
You need eagles wings to get over things that make no sense in this world.