Through The Mad Mystic Hammering Of The

Sundown, Yellow Moon, I Replay The Past I Know Every Scene By Heart, They All Went By So Fast

A Song Is Like A Dream, And You Try To Make It Come True. They're Like Strange Countries That You Have To Enter.

I Failed To Communicate, That's Why I Chose To Leave

An Artist Has Got To Be Careful Never Really To Arrive At A Place Where He Thinks He's At Somewhere. You Always Have To Realize That You're Constantly In A State Of Becoming. And, As Long As You Can Stay In That Realm You'll Sort Of Be Alright.

We Sit Here Stranded, Though We're All Doin' Our Best To Deny It