I wake up in the morning, walk downstairs, and just bang on the piano and write about what's going on in the world around me.

I wake up in the morning and my heart is light, man. It's not heavy. I don't have skeletons in the closet on their way out.

I wake up early in the morning and walk for an hour. If I have something to write, I prefer to write in the morning until midday, and in the afternoon, I eat.

I actually play piano and violin, but I don't have a passion for it. It didn't make me wake up in the morning wanting to do it, or go to bed thinking about it.

Typically, I'll wake up at 4:30 in the morning. It's just the continual jet lag residue, just weird sleeping hours.

I'm a really heavy sleeper. When I wake up I'm a terrible morning person.