I Think Even In A Good Marriage,

I Have So Many Different Personalities In Me And I Still Feel Lonely.

So, You Can Make Me Come, That Doesn't Make You Jesus.

It's [a Miscarriage] All Very Thief-in-the-night. No One Really Knows What To Say. You Go Into The Emergency Room, You Think You're Going To Be A Mum And You Walk Out Empty. It's All Neat And Tidy, There's This Potential Being In Your Life And You're Empty - All Cleaned Up And Put Back Together, But Completely Shattered.

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.

Things Go Wrong All The Time; You Can't Be Precious About It.