As We Know, Forgiveness Of Oneself Is

It Seems To Me That Those Songs That Have Been Any Good, I Have Nothing Much To Do With The Writing Of Them. The Words Have Just Crawled Down My Sleeve And Come Out On The Page.

Hypothetical Questions Get Hypothetical Answers.

I Was Writing "diamonds And Rust' And It Had Nothing To Do With What It Turned Out To Be. I Don't Remember What It Is, But I Think I Was Writing A Song. It Was Literally Interrupted By A Phone Call, And It Just Took Another Curve And It Came Out To Be What It Was.

Put Tattoos All Up And Down Our Thighs, Do Anything Our Parents Would Despise. Take Uppers, Downers, Blues, And Reds And Yellows, Our Brains Are Turning Into Jello.

I Think The Question That Nobody Wanted To Deal With Is The Question They're Posing: Did My Kid Die In Vain? Because The Answer Is Too Awful.