I Love To Sit On A Mountain

Anyone Must Remember That Dad Left When I Was 3 Years Old. Mom And I Lived Out Of The Limelight. We Lived A Totally Different Life.

I Love To Sit On A Mountain Top And Gaze. I Don't Think Of Anything But The People I Care About And The View.

Dad Could Talk About Peace And Love Out Loud To The World, But He Could Never Show It To The People Who Supposedly Meant The Most To Him: His Wife And Son. How Can You Talk About Peace And Love And Have A Family In Bits And Pieces - No Communication, Adultery, Divorce? You Can't Do It, Not If You're Being True And Honest With Yourself.

People Are Generally Badly Advised When They're Starting Out In The Creative Field.

I Know That Dad Was An Idol To Millions Who Grew Up Loving His Music And His Ideals. But To Me He Wasn't A Musician Or A Peace Icon, He Was The Father I Loved And Who Let Me Down In So Many Ways. After The Age Of Five, When My Parents Separated, I Saw Him Only A Handful Of Times, And When I Did He Was Often Remote And Intimidating. I Grew Up Longing For More Contact With Him But Felt Rejected And Unimportant In His Life. ... ... While Dad Was Fast Becoming One Of The Wealthiest Men In His Field, Mum And I Had Very Little And She Was Going Out To Work To Support Us.