[Rhys laughs, a small bark because he knows the song, but he doesn't know anymore of the lyrics to that one, either.]

Petty. Only know a little of that one.

Know another one, though.

"Wanna glide down, over Mulholland, wanna write her name in the sky...
Wanna free-fall, out into nothin', wanna leave this world for a while..."

[He's got a good voice, though it's beat to shit at the moment. And in spite of the potentially depressing lyrics, he manages to make them sound softer, lighter than the words would imply.]