Those who know what's best for us must rise and save us from ourselves.
I liked the banana-seat bikes with the high handlebars - maybe a card in the wheel could have been part of it.
Dave played an important part in our growing, but change occurs.
Every year is filled with good times and fights and struggles and misunderstandings. All of it adds up to being in a band over a long time.
I like rhythmic things that butt up against each other in a cool kind of way.
Right, those relationships with your parents and family are the hardest to figure out, and the same patterns get carried into a band situation.
I'm in a rock band - I don't have a day job! I am spoiled. . . a lot.
. . . I will never love, for I should never be loved as I desire to be loved.
The people themselves, and only the people, determine the rhythm of our fight.
Nothing takes God by surprise. He knows the future and can therefore guide us through its trackless ways.
Over time, each day has become another stretch on an endless pilgrimage road. The terrain of this sacred journey has become fluid and ever-shifting. Every step of the way is an arrival, but not a place to linger.