It Was Elvis Who Really Got Me

Domesticity Is The Enemy Of Art. I Don't Know If That's True. You Can Write Good Happy Songs. So, I Don't Think It's Necessarily Happiness. But I Think Self-satisfaction Is Maybe The Enemy. It's Kind Of Better To Think, "tomorrow Night I'm Gonna Sing It Better." There Is This Forward Effort. It Feels To Me Right, It Feels Human.

Late At Night When The Wind Is Still I'll Come Flying Through Your Door, And You'll Know What Love Is For. I Am A Bluebird, I'm A Bluebird...

I'm Only 49 Years Old. I'm Still In The Middle Of This Whole Thing. I Don't Feel Like It's Finished At All. I'm Still Planning To Write Better Songs.

I Meet So Many People That Just Sort Of Say, "i Want To Thank You For Your Music. It Really Helped Me" Or "it Changed My Life."

Lady Madonna Lying On The Bed Listen To The Music Playing In Your Head.