I Don't See Music As Working.

Baker, Baker, Can You Explain, If Truly His Heart Was Made Of Icing.

I Hurt Myself Today To See If I Could Feel. I Hurt Myself, You Said To Try To Make Him Feel. So I Hurt Myself Again To See If He'd See Me. I Hurt Myself Again And No, He Never Could See Me.

I've Always Seen The Songs As Having A Consciousness. Since I Was Two-and-a-half They Would Come To Me From Nowhere. I Never Thought That I Was Conjuring Them By Myself, And I Was Always Grateful They Would Come And Visit... They've Always Been Very Much Alive. They Don't Have A Physical Body Like We Do But There Seems To Be An Awareness.

Confucius Does His Crossword With A Pen.

I'm A Mother, And That's Really Important. Today, The Mother And The Musician Can Sit Next To Each Other. Even When The Musician Is Out There In Full Swing, The Mother Doesn't Get Switched Off.