Though I Can't Change What Happened, I

A Guitarist Or A Drummer Can Get A Cold And Still Play; I Get A Cold And Sound Like A Wet Mitten Trying To Sing You A Love Song. Charming.

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.

These Precious Things, Let Them Bleed.

I Felt Sidelined By The Industry, By The Preoccupation With Finding Something Newer, Younger.

To Me Happiness, True Happiness Is When You Can Really Dance With Sad.