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When You Reach That Kind Of Successful Pinnacle, It Is The Nature Of The Business And The Press And Everything That They Go About Tearing You Down.

Elusive Dreams And Vague Desires Fanned To Fiery Needs By Deadly Deeds Of Falling Empires.

My Family Could Only Afford To Get Me The Box Of Eight Crayola Crayons, But I Craved The One With All 24 Colours. I Wanted Magenta And Turquoise And Silver And Gold.

Back Then, I Didn't Have A Big Organization Around Me. I Was Just A Kid With A Guitar, Traveling Around. My Responsibility Basically Was To The Art, And I Had Extra Time On My Hands. There Is No Extra Time Now. There Isn't Enough Time.

I'm Your Biggest Fan, California, I'm Coming Home