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Happiness Is The Best Facelift.

You Can Give Me 400,000 Hostile People And I Won't Even Break Sweat. If You Give Me 200 Adoring People, My Mouth Will Dry Out.

I Could Drink A Case Of You.

I Get The Same Charge From Juxtaposition Of Colors As I Do From Juxtaposition Of Chords.

Bob [dylan] Is Not Authentic At All. He's A Plagiarist, And His Name And Voice Are Fake. Everything About Bob Is A Deception. We Are Like Night And Day, He And I.

You've Got To Shake Your Fists At Lightning Now, You've Got To Roar Like Forest Fire You've Got To Spread Your Light Like Blazes All Across The Sky They're Going To Aim The Hoses On You, Show 'em You Won't Expire Not Till You Burn Up Every Passion, Not Even When You Die Come On Now, You've Got To Try, If You're Feeling Contempt, Well Then You Tell It If You're Tired Of The Silent Night, Jesus, Well Then You Yell It Condemned To Wires And Hammers, Strike Every Chord That You Feel That Broken Trees And Elephant Ivories Conceal

I Always Thought The Women Of Song Don't Get Along, And I Don't Know Why That Is.

At The Point Where I'm Trying To Force Something And It's Not Happening, And I'm Getting Frustrated With, Say, Writing A Poem, I Can Go And Pick Up The Brushes And Start Painting. At The Point Where The Painting Seems To Not Be Going Anywhere, I Go And Pick Up The Guitar.

Not To Dismiss Gershwin, But Gershwin Is The Chip; Ellington Was The Block.

Chase Away The Demons, And They Will Take The Angels With Them.

So Many Things I Would Have Done, But Clouds Got In My Way.

Inside Your Own Self Pity There You Swim, In Sinking Down To Drown Her Voice Still Haunts You, And Only With Your Laughter Can You Win.

Back Then, I Didn't Have A Big Organization Around Me. I Was Just A Kid With A Guitar, Traveling Around. My Responsibility Basically Was To The Art, And I Had Extra Time On My Hands. There Is No Extra Time Now. There Isn't Enough Time.

We Love Our Lovin'....but Not Like We Love Our Freedom.

Lord, There's Danger In This Land, You Get Witch Hunts And Wars When Church And State Hold Hands.

The Land Of Litigation, The Courts Are Like Game Shows. Take What's Behind The Curtain The Jury Cries.

Fear Is Like The Wilderland - Stepping Stones Or Sinking Sand

Stepping Stones

She'll Prophesy Your Death. She Won't Say When.

You Know, Neil Young Is Singing Rock N' Roll Will Never Die, And Neil Never Rocked And Rolled In His Life. I Mean, He Rocked, But He Didn't Roll. He Has Got No Swing In Him.

Oh, I Am A Lonely Painter / I Live In A Box Of Paints.

Everyone I Know Has Attention Deficit, And They Say It With Great Pride. It's A Bad Time To Be Right.

Heaven's Full Of Astronauts And The Lord's On Death Row.

I'm Not A Pitiable Creature. It's Just That I Suffer Very Eloquently.

I See Bodies As Individual Things.

I Thrive On Change. That's Probably Why My Chord Changes Are Weird, Because Chords Depict Emotions. They'll Be Going Along On One Key And I'll Drop Off A Cliff, And Suddenly They Will Go Into A Whole Other Key Signature. That Will Drive Some People Crazy, But That's How My Life Is.

In Some Ways, My Gift For Music And Writing Was Born Out Of Tragedy, Really, And Loss.

Rationally I Have No Hope, Irrationally I Believe In Miracles.

I Learned A Woman Is Never An Old Woman.

I Do Have This Reputation For Being A Serious Person.

I Didn't Think I Had Much Of A Following In The South. I Thought I Was Anonymous Down There So I Kept To The South. But I Found In Certain Pockets That I Was Quite Recognizable And I Just Hit A Wig Store.

When I Was 19 I Went To Art School. I Had Six Months Of Teaching Myself To Play Baritone Ukulele Under My Belt So I Was Sort Of A Novice Folkie... I Was Singing Folk Songs At That Time.

Tears And Fears And Feeling Proud To Say I Love You, Right Out Loud Dreams And Schemes And Circus Crowds I've Looked At Life That Way. But Now Old Friends Are Acting Strange They Shake Their Heads, They Say I've Changed Something's Lost, But Something's Gained In Living Every Day I've Looked At Life From Both Sides Now From Win And Lose, And Still Somehow It's Life's Illusions I Recall I Really Don't Know Life At All

Innocence Is Drowned In Anarchy. The Best Lack Conviction Given Time To Think, And The Worst Are Full Of Passion Without Mercy.

He Saw My Complications And He Mirrored Me Back Simplified, And We Laughed How Our Perfect World Would Always Be Denied.

All I Really, Really Want Our Love To Do Is To Bring Out The Best In Me And In You Too.

And The Seasons They Go 'round And 'round And The Painted Ponies Go Up And Down We're Captive On The Carousel Of Time We Can't Return We Can Only Look Behind From Where We Came And Go Round And Round And Round In The Circle Game.

With A Painting, You Don't Have To Go Back And Paint It Again.

I Sang In Art School, Just To Get Money To Smoke.

I Paint My Joy And I Sing My Sorrow.

I Liked Playing In Small Clubs. I Really Liked Holding The Attention Of Thirty Or Forty People. I Never Liked The Roar Of The Big Crowd.

If I'm Censoring For Anyone, It's For My Parents. They Are Very Old-fashioned And Moral People. They Still Don't Understand Me That Well.

Fly Silly Sea Bird, No Dreams Can Possess You, No Voices Can Blame You For Sun On Your Wings.

I'm Your Biggest Fan, California, I'm Coming Home

My Goal As A Writer Is More To Comfort Than To Disturb.

When The Spirit Of Child's Play Enters Into The Creative Process, It's A Wonderful Force And Something To Be Nurtured.

I'm Irresponsible To My Career In Order To Paint. Because Painting Is Obsessive. I Forget To Eat. I Forget To Sleep.

They Took All The Trees And Put Them In A Tree Museum.

I Didn't Like The Sound Of People Gasping At The Mere Mention Of My Name. It Horrified Me...

Daydreamin' Drugs The Pain Of Living.

Sex Sells Everything And Sex Kills.

Once I Got The Open Tunings For Some Reason, I Began To Get The Harmonic Sophistication That I Heard That My Musical Fountain Inside Was Excited By. Once I Got Some Interesting Chords To Play With, My Writing Began To Come.

I Have Always Thought Of Myself As A Painter Derailed By Circumstance.

I Like To Move Around. I Travel. I've Driven Across Country By Myself.

I Find A Lot Of Poetry To Be Narcissistic.

They Used To Laugh At Me When I Refused To Ride On All Those Double Decker Buses, All Because There Was No Driver On The Top.

Heart And Humor And Humility, He Said Will Lighten Up Your Heavy Load.

I'm A Painter First, And A Musician Second.

In Search Of Love And Music My Whole Life Has Been Illumination Corruption And Diving, Diving, Diving, Diving, Diving Down To Pick Up Every Shiny Thing

When I Felt That Fame - People Were Nosing Me Out - Well, I Moved On. I Used Traveling Names; Wigs If Necessary.

White Rhythm Is Waltzes, Marches, And The Polka. In Africa, Rhythm Is Used For A Celebratory Groove, But White Rhythm Doesn't Have Such An Enormous Vocabulary Of Spirits. It's Basically Militant.

I Was Anti-intellectual To The Nth. Basically I Liked To Dance And Paint, And That Was About It.

I Don't Know How To Sell Out. If I Tried To Sell Out I Don't Think I Could.

When You're Trying To Pass On The Best Of The Stuff You're Culling To What Should Be A Hungry Culture But You Have It Diminished... That's Kind Of Disappointing.

I See Music As Fluid Architecture.

Let Light Hearts Remake Us.

I Used To Be Monastic, Almost. Now I'm Like A Tibetan That Has Discovered Hamburgers And Television. I'm Catching Up On Americana.

Rachmaninoff Made A Musician Out Of Me. His 'rhapsody On A Theme By Paganini' Was The Piece That Sent Me Into Raptures. It Spoke To Me. To Me, It Was A Tender Entreaty For The Misunderstood.

Love Is Touching Souls.

You Know That It Never Has Been Easy Whether You Do Or Do Not Resign Whether You Travel The Breadth Of The Extremities Or Stick To Some Straighter Line.

I Was Young For My Age. Not As Naïve As They Expected. I Don't Know Why I Seem To Bring That Out In People.

The Only Thing I Have To Give To Make You Smile, To Win You With, Are All The Mornings Still To Live.

My Style Of Songwriting Is Influenced By Cinema. I'm A Frustrated Filmmaker. A Fan Once Said To Me, 'girl, You Make Me See Pictures In My Head!' And I Took That As A Great Compliment. That's Exactly My Intention.

In Terms Of Fiction, I'd Rather Go Out And Have A Good Time Than Read A Book About Someone Having A Good Or Bad Time.

There's A Man Who's Been Out Sailing In A Decade Full Of Dreams And He Takes Her To A Schooner And He Treats Her Like A Queen Bearing Beads From California With Their Amber Stones And Green He Has Called Her From The Harbor He Has Kissed Her With His Freedom He Has Heard Her Off To Starboard In The Breaking And The Breathing Of The Water Weeds While She Was Busy Being Free

The Times You Impress Me The Most Are The Times When You Don't Try.

My Individual, Psychological Descent Coincided, Ironically, With My Ascent Into The Public Eye.

The Hollywood Sirens Are Shrieking, While Down Some Search Lit Alley Runs Some Lost Belief.

I Like My Freedom. I Like To Do My Own Grocery Shopping. People Do Recognize You. They Are Kind Of Shocked. Some People Like It. It Makes Them Feel At Ease. It Confirms Their Hopes That You Are In Fact Similar To Them.

I Dreamed I Saw The Bombers Riding Shot Gun In The Sky And They Were Turning Into Butterflies Above Our Nation.

I Assume There Must Be Some Kind Of Genetic Thrust. My Two Grandmothers Were Very Different, But Both Of Them Were Frustrated Musicians.

Musically, I Would Never Run Dry. Any Time I Sit Down To An Instrument, I Could Write A Song.

My Heart Is Broken In The Face Of The Stupidity Of My Species.

All My Battles Were With Male Egos. I’m Just Looking For Equality, Not To Dominate. But I Want To Be Able To Control My Vision.

Morgellons Is Constantly Morphing. There Are Times When It's Directly Attacking The Nervous System, As If You're Being Bitten By Fleas And Lice. It's All In The Tissue And It's Not A Hallucination. It Was Eating Me Alive, Sucking The Juices Out. I've Been Sick All My Life.

Augustine, Anne Sexton And Sylvia Plath Are Confessional Writers And All Three Make Me Sick. I Have Nothing In Common With Them.

I Am A Woman Of Heart And Mind, Looking For Affection And Respect, A Little Passion.

Some Get The Gravy, Some Get The Gristle.

I Have One Piece Of Music, Since 1997, And I Don't See It Having Lyrics. Where Does It Go In This World? So I Haven't Recorded It.

I Couldn't See Passion As A Bad Thing.

The Most Important Thing Is To Write In Your Own Blood. I Bare Intimate Feelings Because People Should Know How Other People Feel.

I Think I Would Go Further Into Fine Arts, I Think, If I Were To Continue.

It's In My Stars To Invent; I Was Born On Madame Curie's Birthday. I Have This Need For Originals, For Innovation. That's Why I Like Charlie Parker.

Because Elvis Gave 'em Cars, You Think I'm Cheap.

Some People Are Upset To See You Doing Ordinary Things. Those People, If They Were A Celebrity, They Would Have An Entourage.

The Considerations Of A Corporation, Especially Now, Have Nothing To Do With Art Or Music.

Americans Have Decided To Be Stupid And Shallow Since 1980.

How Does A Person Create A Song? A Lot Of It Is Being Open To Encounter And To Be In Touch With The Miraculous.

Sorrow Is So Easy To Express And Yet So Hard To Tell.

I Had Made All These Rules For Myself: I'm Not Writing Social Commentary, I'm Not Writing Love Songs.

Musically, I Don't Think I'd Ever Dry Up. I Trust My Musical Invention.

An Unhappy Mother Does Not Raise A Happy Child.

Fame Is A Series Of Misunderstandin Gs Surrounding A Name.

Richard Got Married To A Figure Skater, And He Bought Her A Dishwasher And A Coffee Percolator.

I Wanna Be Strong, I Wanna Laugh Along, I Wanna Belong To The Living. Alive, Alive, I Wanna Get Up And Jive, Wanna Wreck My Stockings In Some Jukebox Dive.

The Songwriting Was Almost Like Something I Did While I Was Waiting For My Daughter To Come Back.

They'll Crucify You For Staying The Same, And They'll Crucify You For Change. I'd Rather Be Crucified For Changing.

They Paved Paradise And Put Up A Parkin Lot With A Pink Hotel, A Boutique, And A Swingin' Hot Spot Don't It Always Seem To Go That You Don't Know What You Got Till It's Gone

To Enjoy My Music, You Need Depth And Emotionality.

Moons And Junes And Ferris Wheels The Dizzy Dancing Way You Feel As Every Fairy Tale Comes Real I've Looked At Love That Way.

There Was This Mountain Village In Russia Where My Music Was Getting In On Some German Radio Station. I Remember This Because Music Used To Get Up To Saskatchewan From Texas. Late At Night After The Local Station Closed Down.

My Parents Told Me I'd Point To A Bed Of Flowers And Say 'pink. Pretty,' Before I Knew Any Other Words.

My Family Could Only Afford To Get Me The Box Of Eight Crayola Crayons, But I Craved The One With All 24 Colours. I Wanted Magenta And Turquoise And Silver And Gold.

I Heard Someone From The Music Business Saying They Are No Longer Looking For Talent, They Want People With A Certain Look And A Willingness To Cooperate.

I Get The Urge For Going/but I Never Seem To Go.

I Try Not To Steal From Myself, But The Modalities Create Similarities.

Laughing And Crying, You Know It's The Same Release.

Does The Moon Play Only Silver When It Strums The Galaxy?

I'd Had A Rough Childhood.

Oh, The Jealousy, The Greed Is The Unraveling. It's The Unraveling And It Undoes All The Joy That Could Be. .

That's One Thing That's Always, Like, Been A Difference Between, Like, The Performing Arts, And Being A Painter, You Know. A Painter Does A Painting, And He Paints It, And That's It, You Know. He Has The Joy Of Creating It, It Hangs On A Wall, And Somebody Buys It, And Maybe Somebody Buys It Again, Or Maybe Nobody Buys It And It Sits Up In A Loft Somewhere Until He Dies. But He Never, You Know, Nobody Ever, Nobody Ever Said To Van Gogh, 'paint A Starry Night Again, Man!' You Know? He Painted It And That Was It.

I Like My Freedom. I Like To Do My Own Grocery Shopping.

Grocery Shopping

I'm Not A Kiss-and-teller. I Never Named Names.

All The News Of Home You Read, More About The War And Of Bloody Changes.

Because I'm So Busy And Because I Think Of Myself As A Painter, I Desperately Guard The Time That I Have To Paint. And Sometimes I'm Irresponsible To My Career In Order To Paint. Because Painting Is Obsessive. I Forget To Eat. I Forget To Sleep.

Bows And Flows Of Angel Hair And Ice Cream Castles In The Air And Feather Canyons Everywhere, I've Looked At Clouds That Way.

A Few Drinks Later You're Not So Choosy When The Closing Lights Strip Off The Shadows On This Strange New Flesh You've Found.

You've Got To Keep The Child Alive; You Can't Create Without It.

I Loved Debussy, Stravinsky, Chopin, Tchaikovsky, Anything With Romantic Melodies, Especially The Nocturnes. Nietzsche Was A Hero, Especially With Thus Spoke Zarathustra. He Gets A Bad Rap; Hes Very Misunderstood. Hes A Maker Of Individuals, And He Was A Teacher Of Teachers.

I Met A Redneck On A Grecian Isle Who Did The Goat Dance Very Well.

Will You Take Me As I Am? Strung Out On Another Man...california, I'm Comin' Home.

Don't It Always Seem To Go, That You Don't Know What You've Got Till It's Gone.

Human Condition

Yesterday A Child Came Out To Wonder Caught A Dragonfly Inside A Jar Fearful When The Sky Was Full Of Thunder And Tearful At The Falling Of A Star

I'm Drinking Champagne, Got The Head Phones Up High, Can't Numb You Out.

I Conceived In Art College At The Age Of 20, Near The End Of Term.

Eventually, With Success, I Started To Feel More And More Isolated - Like I Didn't Have A Community Of Artists.

We Have A War Dictator Who Was Not Elected, He Snuck In. So He Punishes People That Threaten Him In Any Way, Or Even Say Something He Doesn't Like. It Has No Resemblance To Democracy.

During Times Like These, The Wise Are Influential.

Times Like These

Land Of Snap Decisions, Land Of Short Attention Spans, Nothing Is Savored Long Enough To Really Understand.

Acid, Booze, And Ass, Needles, Guns, And Grass, Lots Of Laughs.

An Artist Needs A Certain Amount Of Turmoil And Confusion.

For The First Time In My Career, I'm Working In A Fine-arts Arena, So I'm Finally Getting Some Intelligent Reviews.

I Certainly Don't Want To Be An Angry Old Artist.

There'll Be Icicles And Birthday Clothes And Sometimes There'll Be Sorrow

Give Me Spots On My Apples, But Leave Me The Birds And The Bees, Please.

I Never Loved A Man As Far As I Could Pitch My Shoe.

Rolling Stone Hates Me. They Must Have An Editorial Policy To Do Me In For Many Years.

My First Four Albums Covered The Usual Youth Problems - Looking For Love In All The Wrong Places - While The Next Five Are Basically About Being In Your 30s.

The Beginning Of Survival Is My Best Album. I Am Very Proud Of It, And I Am Surprised At It, Too. I Thought Some Of Travelogue Was A Little Heavy, But I Don't Think This Is Heavy.

I Lost My Daughter At 21. I Had To Give Her Up Because I Was Broke, No Place To Take Her, No Money To Take Her. That Was Very Traumatic.

I Still Believe In The Power Of The Word, That Words Inspire.

I Have Lost My Credibility As A Hit Maker Because Of These Side Excursions Into Other Branches Of Music; By Not Being Consistent. Consistency Seems To Be All-important.

Woke Up, It Was A Chelsea Morning, And The First Thing That I Knew There Was Milk And Toast And Honey And A Bowl Of Oranges, Too.

Fibers In A Variety Of Colors Protrude Out Of My Skin Like Mushrooms After A Rainstorm. They Cannot Be Forensically Identified As Animal, Vegetable Or Mineral.

My Name Had Gone Stale, And No Matter How Progressive I Got, It Was My Time To Die.

Just Before Our Love Got Lost You Said "i Am As Constant As A Northern Star" And I Said, Constantly In The Darkness, Where's That At? If You Want Me I'll Be In The Bar.

We're Captive On The Carousel Of Time, We Can't Return We Can Only Look Behind.

Everybody's Saying Hell's The Hippest Way To Go. Well, I Don't Think So, But I'm Gonna Take A Look Around It Though.

Buddy Holly And The Early Rock 'n' Roll Was No Lighter Than The Way I Play. It's Very Minimal.

All Romantics Meet The Same Fate Some Day. Drunk And Cynical And Boring Someone In Some Dark Cafe.

You Feed It All Your Woes, The Ghostly Garden Grows.

People Used To Say Nobody Can Sing My Songs But Me, They're Too Personal.

I Could Drink A Case Of You, Darlin'...and I Would Still Be On My Feet, Yes I Would Still Be On My Feet.

I Can't Remember Anything I Ever Wrote.

I'm A Fine Artist Working In A Commercial Arena, So That's My Cross To Bear

I'm A Method Actress In My Songs, Which Is Why It's Hard To Sing Them.

When You Reach That Kind Of Successful Pinnacle, It Is The Nature Of The Business And The Press And Everything That They Go About Tearing You Down.

I'm A Very Analytical Person, A Somewhat Introspective Person; That's The Nature Of The Work I Do.

We Call For The Three Great Stimulants Of The Exhausted Ones, Artifice, Brutality, And Innocence.

The Thing That Gave Me The Most Pain In Life, Psychologically, And It Gave Me Tremendous Pain Psychologically, Is Man's Disrespect For Nature.

The Thing That Started Me Painting Originally Was Seeing Bambi When I Was About Nine. I Was Incredibly Disturbed By The Forest Fire That Killed Bambi's Mother, And That Distress Gave Me The Impulse To Create Something, As A Way Of Dealing With It.

When I Began Experimenting, People Weren't Ready For It. Once It's In Its Second And Third Generational Stages, People Can Accept It.

No One Likes To Have Less Than They Had Before. That's The Nature Of The Human Animal.

Abstract Expressionism Was Invented By New York Drunks.

I Create By Feeling Rather Than By Intellectualizing.

I've Got 50 Different Tunings In The Guitar.

The Bands And The Roadies, Love 'em And Leave 'em. It's Pleasure To Try 'em, But Trouble To Keep 'em.

Drag Wasn't Always Counterculture.

Whatever It Was That I Felt Was The Weak Link In My Previous Project Gave Me Inspiration For The Next One.

Elusive Dreams And Vague Desires Fanned To Fiery Needs By Deadly Deeds Of Falling Empires.

I Heard Someone From The Music Business Saying They Are No Longer Looking For Talent, They Want People With A Certain Look And A Willingness To Cooperate. I Thought, That's Interesting, Because I Believe A Total Unwillingness To Cooperate Is What Is Necessary To Be An Artist — Not For Perverse Reasons, But To Protect Your Vision. The Considerations Of A Corporation, Especially Now, Have Nothing To Do With Art Or Music. That's Why I Spend My Time Now Painting.

Ira Gershwin, Shame On Him. I Mean, Some Of The Writing.

What I Do Is Unusual: Chordal Movements That Have Never Been Used Before, Changing Keys And Modalities Mid-song.

In A Pure Anonymous Encounter You Find A World Alive And Full Of Character. In New York, The Street Adventures Are Incredible. There Are A Thousand Stories In A Single Block. You See The Stories In People's Faces. You Hear The Songs Immediately. Here, In Los Angeles, There Are Fewer Characters Because They Are All Inside Automobiles.

Unlike Some Of My Peers, I Haven't Really Hit A Writer's Block. When I Hit A Block I Just Paint, Which Is An Old Crop Rotation Trick.

My Husband Had An Education. He Had A Degree In Literature. I Married Into A Camp Of Literary Types.

Do You See How You Hurt Me, Baby? So I Hurt You Too. Then We Both Get So Blue. I Am On A Lonely Road And I Am Traveling, Looking For The Key To Set Me Free.

Missing Someone

A Little Lawyer On The Tube, He Said, Its So Easy Now, Anyone Can Sue.

Edith Piaf Knocked My Socks Off When I Was 8, But I Didn't Know What She Was Singing About.

When I Came To California, It Was The Mecca Of The World. Every Young Person On The Planet Wanted To Be Here.

Love Is A Very Hard Feeling To Keep Alive. It's A Very Fragile Plant.

I Hang My Laundry On The Line When I Write.

But Now Old Friends Are Acting Strange They Shake Their Heads, They Say I've Changed Well Something's Lost, But Something's Gained In Living Every Day

Inspirational Music

I Live In A Box Of Paints I'm Frightened By The Devil And I'm Drawn To Those Ones That Ain't Afraid

Ask Anyone In America Where The Craziest People Live And They'll Tell You California. Ask Anyone In California Where The Craziest People Live And They'll Say Los Angeles. Ask Anyone In Los Angeles Where The Craziest People Live And They'll Tell You Hollywood. Ask Anyone In Hollywood Where The Craziest People Live And They'll Say Laurel Canyon. And Ask Anyone In Laurel Canyon Where The Craziest People Live And They'll Say Lookout Mountain. So I Bought A House On Lookout Mountain.

I Was Demanding Of Myself A Deeper And Greater Honesty, More And More Revelation In My Work In Order To Give It Back To The People Where It Goes Into Their Lives And Nourishes Them And Changes Their Direction And Makes Light Bulbs Go Off In Their Head And Makes Them Feel. And It Isn't Vague, It Strikes Against The Very Nerves Of Their Life And In Order To Do That You Have To Strike Against The Very Nerves Of Your Own.

We Managed To Put Together A Compilation That Had Some Creativity To It. In The Meantime I Was Listening To The Free Radio Stations And I Noticed That During Their War Coverage They Were Playing These Songs Born Out Of The Vietnam War That Were All Critical Of The Soldiers.

Oh It Gets So Lonely When You're Walking And The Streets Are Full Of Strangers

The Blue Album, There’s Hardly A Dishonest Note In The Vocals. At That Period Of My Life, I Had No Personal Defenses. I Felt Like A Cellophane Wrapper On A Pack Of Cigarettes. I Felt Like I Had Absolutely No Secrets From The World And I Couldn’t Pretend In My Life To Be Strong. Or To Be Happy. But The Advantage Of It In The Music Was That There Were No Defenses There, Either.

You Wake Up One Day And Suddenly Realize That Your Youth Is Behind You, Even Though You're Still Young At Heart.

It's Life's Illusions That I Recall, I Really Don't Know Life At All

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