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Other People Singing My Songs Is Something That I've Never Been Casual About. I've Always Been Very Touched By It And I Always Go Into Immediate Critical Suspension.

There Is A Crack In Everything, That's How The Light Gets In.

As Our Eyes Grow Accustomed To Sight They Armour Themselves Against Wonder.

And I'll Bury My Soul In A Scrapbook, With The Photographs There And The Moths.

Now, I Don't Want To Give You The Impression That I'm A Great Musicologist, But I'm A Lot Better Than What I Was Described As For A Long, Long Time; You Know, People Said I Only Knew Three Chords When I Knew Five.