Everybody Knows The Dice Are Loaded.

We Are Awakening From The Dream Of Isolation, From The Dream Of Loneliness, And It's A Terrible Shock.

I Don't Remember Lighting This Cigarette And I Don't Remember If I'm Here Alone Or Waiting For Someone.

I Always Loved Those Little Creatures [hummingbird], Always Feel Blessed When They Appear Nearby. There's A Magical Quality To Them. I Finally Put One In A Song.

You Go Your Way I'll Go Your Way Too

I'm Not A Very Nostalgic Person. I Don't Really Look At The Past And Summon Up Regrets, Or Self-congratulations, It Just Is Not A Mechanism That Operates Very Strongly In Me. So I Neither Have Regrets Nor Occasions For Self-congratulations.