Have You Seen The Roses? There's A

Well, I'm A Painter, I Was Trained As A Painter. I Seem To Have Spent A Little Less Time Painting Than I Might've Done. But It Didn't Transcend The Feeling Of Playing At Ufo And Those Sort Of Places With The Lights And That, The Fact That The Group Was Getting Bigger And Bigger.

I'm Disappearing, Avoiding Most Things.

You Only Have To Read The Lines Of Scribbly Black And Everything Shines.

I’m Not Anything That You Think I Am.

I Don't Feel Active, And That My Public Conscience Is Fully Satisfied.