I Grew Up Sort Of Middle Class,

She Wanted To Tell Him So Mach, On The Tarmac, The Day He Left. The World Is Run By Brutal Men And The Surest Proof Is Their Armies. If They Ask You To Stand Still, You Should Dance. If They Ask You To Burn The Flag, Wave It. If They Ask You To Murder, Re-create.

One Small Cloud, Cast Out By The Herd, Limps Away To The West.

This Is Not My Life. These Are Not My Cobwebs. This Is Not The Darkness I Was Designed For.

I Think The Northern Ireland Accent Is One Of The Most Beautiful In The World.

Good Days, They Come Around The Oddest Corners.