The Coming Of The Kids Hasn't Come

Tears And Fears And Feeling Proud To Say I Love You, Right Out Loud Dreams And Schemes And Circus Crowds I've Looked At Life That Way. But Now Old Friends Are Acting Strange They Shake Their Heads, They Say I've Changed Something's Lost, But Something's Gained In Living Every Day I've Looked At Life From Both Sides Now From Win And Lose, And Still Somehow It's Life's Illusions I Recall I Really Don't Know Life At All

I Heard Someone From The Music Business Saying They Are No Longer Looking For Talent, They Want People With A Certain Look And A Willingness To Cooperate. I Thought, That's Interesting, Because I Believe A Total Unwillingness To Cooperate Is What Is Necessary To Be An Artist — Not For Perverse Reasons, But To Protect Your Vision. The Considerations Of A Corporation, Especially Now, Have Nothing To Do With Art Or Music. That's Why I Spend My Time Now Painting.

So Many Things I Would Have Done, But Clouds Got In My Way.

Unlike Some Of My Peers, I Haven't Really Hit A Writer's Block. When I Hit A Block I Just Paint, Which Is An Old Crop Rotation Trick.

There Was This Mountain Village In Russia Where My Music Was Getting In On Some German Radio Station. I Remember This Because Music Used To Get Up To Saskatchewan From Texas. Late At Night After The Local Station Closed Down.