Now All The Criminals In Their Suits

A Song Is Like A Dream, And You Try To Make It Come True. They're Like Strange Countries That You Have To Enter.

I Gave Her My Heart But She Wanted My Soul.

Life Is More Or Less A Lie, But Then Again, That's Exactly The Way We Want It To Be.

Once You Think You Know The Song, Then You Have Go And See How Other People Have Done It.

And It Dawned On Me That I Might Have To Change My Inner Thought Patterns... That I Would Have To Start Believing In Possibilities That I Wouldn't Have Allowed Before, That I Had Been Closing My Creativity Down To A Very Narrow, Controllable Scale... That Things Had Become Too Familiar And I Might Have To Disorientate Myself. P.71