I rambled all the time. I was just like that, like a rollin' stone.
There was something punk rock about Bobby Kennedy not going where the pollsters said or where consultants said. He was unmoored from what was safe or easy.
Alone! Alone! No beacon, far or near! No chart, no compass, and no anchor stay!
My main theme as a songwriter seems to be a feeling of homelessness, of being in motion. The feeling of being somehow unmoored, a radical internal freedom that is very painful and also joyful.
We were wavering around like a ship without a sail.
I don't really live anywhere.
I was realizing that I didn't have a home. I didn't really feel at home in one place.
I haven't felt anchored my entire life. But I kind of like it.
I felt untethered in Los Angeles.
I didn't have just one place where I could say, 'That's my home.'
