If You Have The Words, There's Always

Believe That A Further Shore Is Reachable From Here.

Wherever That Man Went, He Went Gratefully.

Loyalism, Or Unionism, Or Protestantism, Or Whatever You Want To Call It, In Northern Ireland - It Operates Not As A Class System, But A Caste System.

I Suppose I'm Saying That Defiance Is Actually Part Of The Lyric Job

The Main Thing Is To Write For The Joy Of It. Cultivate A Work-lust That Imagines Its Haven Like Your Hands At Night Dreaming The Sun In The Sunspot Of A Breast. You Are Fasted Now, Light-headed, Dangerous. Take Off From Here.