I Really Really Love Christ, But I'm

My Husband Doesn't Know What My Songs Are About - Even When They're About Him. He's Very British In That Way. He Doesn't Ask, And He Doesn't Want To Be Told.

Those Of You Who Are Strong Need To Be There For Those Who Have Lost Someone Today. We Have To Be Here For Each Other Right Now.

Look, I'm Standing Naked Before You; Don't You Want More Than My Sex? I Can Scream As Loud As Your Last One, But I Can't Claim Innocence.

It's Not As If The Stories Merge To A Point Where You Think They Are Your Life, But You Do Let Them In The Front Door And The Back Door, And It's Okay That Sometimes Certain Characters Stay For Dinner.

I Survived This Torture Which Left Me Paralyzed For Years. That's What That Night Was All About, Mutilation, More Than Violence Through Sex. I Really Do Feel As Though I Was Psychologically Mutilated That Night And Now I'm Trying To Put The Pieces Back Together Again. Through Love, Not Hatred. And Through My Music. My Strength Has Been To Open Again, To Life, And My Victory Is The Fact That, Despite It All, I Kept Alive My Vulnerability.