I Don't Feel I'm Thrown Around By

Who Knows Their Own Story? It Certainly Makes No Sense When You’re In The Middle Of It

I'm Unable To Really Write The Kind Of Song That Doesn't Have A Visual Element, Which Most Songs Don't.

If You're Australian, You Feel It In Your Bones Because You're At Odds With Everybody Else, Except Other Australians, In The Sense That People Always Seem To Be Behaving Strangely. People Always Seem To Be Behaving The Wrong Way, In A Different Way. You Say Things And There Are Silences.

You Write A Scene, And It Works Or It Doesn't. It's Immediate.

Out Of Sorrow Entire Worlds Have Been Built Out Of Longing Great Wonders Have Been Willed They're Only Little Tears Darling Let Them Spill And Lay Your Head Upon My Shoulder.