With This Darkness All Around Me, I

The Earthly Power Sucks Shadowed Milk From Sleepy Tears Undone, From Nippled Skin As Smooth As Silk The Bugles Blown As One.

They Think So Small, They Use Small Words. But Not Me, I'm Smarter Than That, I've Worked It Out. I'm Stretching My Mouth To Let Those Big Words Come On Out.

I Try When I'm Writing To Fill My Head And My Ears With All Sorts Of Stuff And Then Let It Settle And Filter Through. At A Certain Point It Seems Like Fruitless Activity Because You're Taking A Lot Of Time And Not Seeming To Get Anything. And Then, Slowly, You Realize You've Actually Digested Elements And That Your Thinking Is Being Freed Up And The Way You Build Up Compositions Is Changed As A Result Of What You've Been Listening To.

Climbing Up On Solsbury Hill I Could See The City Light Wind Was Blowing, Time Stood Still Eagle Flew Out Of The Night He Was Something To Observe Came In Close, I Heard A Voice Standing Stretching Every Nerve I Had To Listen, Had No Choice

Dream Big And Surround Yourself With Brilliance, Even If You End Up Dressed Up Like A Flower Or A Sexually Transmitted Disease.