My Voice Is Soft, But Oh, My

We've Never Played At This Place Before. This Place Is Big, And I'm Kinda Nervous, So We're Going To Make It Feel Small By Pretending We're In A... Bedroom. We'll Hang Off The Edge Of The Bed, Take Off Our Shoes And Get Naked!

How Could I Have Been Anyone Other Than Me?

Sometimes It's Nice To Be Able To Reflect On The Music Itself And Then Write Lyrics That I Feel Anyone Can Relate To. It's Not My Dreaming Tree That Is Dead. The Feeling Of A Loss Of Hope Is Universal. There Are Moments That We've All Felt A Little Bit Of It, So I Don't Think It Is Something That Is Too Hard To Identify With.

Look, Here Are We, On This Starry Night Staring Into Space, And I Must Say, I Feel As Small As Dust, Lying Down Here...

Sitting Still As Stone Watching - Watching People Walking By You Wondering Why No One Ever Stops To Talk Or Thinks About It - If They Ever Did