You Just Write About Things That Happen.

Flesh Is Weak, But Love Is Strong.

Wembley Way Is Beginning To Blacked With People In Terms Of Red And Blue

I Didn't Realize Until I Was Older What A Huge Music Fan My Daddy Really Was, And Actually That My Grandma Played Banjo At One Time, And I Didn't Even Know That Until A Year Or Two Ago.

Making Music Is Still What Keeps A Fire Going On In Me.

If You Can Last Until You're 40 Years Old, Hopefully You'll Be Mature Enough To Figure Out The Rest Of The Years.