Everyone Wants To Feel That They Matter.

I Don't Particularly Believe All Love Is Doomed. But I Guess, One Is Usually Kinda Suffering From Some Aborted Love Affair Or Association, Rather Than Being At The Peak Of One. I Think It's Fairly Obvious That A Lot More Suffering Goes On In The Name Of Love Than The Little Happiness You Can Squeeze Out Of It.

Out Of Sorrow Entire Worlds Have Been Built Out Of Longing Great Wonders Have Been Willed They're Only Little Tears Darling Let Them Spill And Lay Your Head Upon My Shoulder.

And I Wish That I Was Made Of Stone So That I Would Not Have To See A Beauty Impossible To Define A Beauty Impossible To Believe A Beauty Impossible To Endure The Blood Imparted In Little Sips The Smell Of You Still On My Hands As I Bring The Cup Up To My Lips No God Up In The Sky No Devil Beneath The Sea Could Do The Job That You Did, Baby Of Bringing Me To My Knees

The Singing Tells Everybody What To Do Musically.

I Love America. I Really Do. It's By Far The Place I Like Visiting Out Of Anywhere In The World. I Get A Palpable Sense Of Excitement When The Plane's Landing. It's A Cliché, But There's Still An Incredible Energy About New York In Particular.