Dusk.
I'm definitely a night owl.
I wish I was a morning lark.
The world belongs to those who rise early
and keep the machine going.
And the world belongs to those who go to bed late
and come up with new stuff for the machine.
What's next?
My heroes have been in the light because they're proud
and they're inspiring.
On a horizon line I see a sunset,
I guess I see a sun setting halfway
somewhere peaceful.
I imagine the New York skyline, honestly.
In L.A., we get a lot of nice sunsets.
In New York, you get maybe five or six a year.
So, they're precious.