When They Finally Put You In The

Don't Start Me Talking, I Could Talk All Night. My Mind Goes Sleepwalking While I'm Putting The World Right.

These Are The Sort Of Things That Push You On In Music - The Curiosity, A Passion For New Ideas.

Sometimes I Write Notes That I Have Difficulty Singing. And You Start Talking Yourself Out Of The Bold Melody And Start Wanting To Arrange It In Another Key Or Something. Maybe I Just Never Learned My Harmony Part, Because What Everybody Says Sounds Odd To Them Sounds Perfectly Natural To Me.

If I Am Frightened Then I Can Hide It If I Am Crying, I'll Call It Laughter If I Am Haunted, I'll Call It My Imaginary Friend If I Am Bleeding I'll Call It Wine But If You Leave Me Then I Am Broken And If I'm Broken Then Only Death Remains

I'm A Working Travelling Musician, But Just On A Bigger Scale...