I Didn't Know, I Didn't Know, I

London Is Like A Cold Dark Dream Sometimes.

But They Never Last, The Golden Days. And It Can Be Sad, The Sun In The Afternoon, Can't It? Yes, It Can Be Sad, The Afternoon Sun, Sad And Frightening.

...morbidly, Attracted Him To Strangeness, To Recklessnesss, Even Unhappiness.

I Long To Be ... Like Other People! The Extraordinary, Ungetatable, Oddly Cruel Other People, With Their Way Of Wantonly Hurting And Then Accusing You Of Being Thin-skinned, Sulky, Vindictive Or Ridiculous.

I Am Sad, Sad As A Circus-lioness.