You're Only As Good As Your Last

When I'm In London, I Love To Visit Kensington Gardens And Just Sit In The Park And Read A Good Book.

If I Start Feeling Down I'll Gorge Myself On Pasta. That Usually Does The Trick. It's The Italian Blood In Me.

I Know My Music Probably Isn't Going To Matter To The Public After I Die, But That Doesn't Mean I Don't Have Something To Offer.

I'm All Out O Faith, This Is How I Feel. I'm Cold And I Am Shamed Lying Naked On The Floor. Illusions Never Change Into Something Real. I'm Wide Awake And I Can See The Perfect Sky Is Torn. You're A Little Late, I'm Already Torn.

It's Much Easier To Write When You're Sad. But You Can End Up Isolated And Depressed Because You Almost Need To Put Yourself In That Situation To Have That Angst To Write From.