I guess my view of America is of a real bighearted country, real compassionate.
We’re gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool, stay out all night, it’s gonna be alright.
There is a real patriotism underneath the best of my music but it is a critical, questioning and often angry patriotism.
I had tried to go to college, and I didn’t really fit in. I went to a real narrow-minded school where people gave me a lot of trouble, and I was hounded off the campus – I just looked different and acted different, so I left school.
Talk about a dream, try to make it real. You wake up in the night with a fear so real. Spend your life waiting for a moment that just don’t come. Well, don’t waste your time waiting.
Outside the street’s on fire in a real death waltz between what’s flesh and what’s fantasy.
You’ll walk with me out on the wire, cuz baby, I’m just a scared and lonely rider, but I gotta know how it feels... I want to know love is wild, babe, I want to know love is real.
Do you want to know what you are? You are a creator. At every moment you are creating. The real question is, what are you creating?
We must be free, but to have real freedom, you must be wild and free yourself.
Wake-up! Think for yourself, be yourself and return to what is real.
Real transformation requires real honesty. If you want to move forward – get real with yourself.
Nations and governments come and go, but people remain, and therefore people are the ultimate foundation of what is real and worthy.
Want is an empty void – your real value is full and abundant.
The dreamer’s untamed eye sees beyond the illusions to the heart of what is real.
The real battlefield is the realm of ideas.
The real violence is committed in the writing of history, the records of the legal system, the reporting of news, through the manipulation of social contracts, and the control of information.
People are living books. The real library of life is community.
The miracle of love comes to you in the presence of the uninterpreted moment. If you are mentally somewhere else, you miss real life.
If you are mentally somewhere else, you miss real life.
If you want real control, drop the illusion of control; let life have you. It does anyway. You’re just telling yourself the story of how it doesn’t.