I Think I'm Prone To Panic.

As We Wind On Down The Road, Our Shadows Taller Than Our Souls.

I Treat Everywhere As Being A Center From Which I Can Enjoy The Surroundings.

Yeah, I Think The Point Has Well And Truly Sunk In By Now, And I Can Just Carry On. I Don't Even Know What I'm Looking For Except A Bit Of Hilarity And Mild Insanity Musically, And I Can Get None Of That By Just Delving Into The History.

The Trouble Is Now, With Rock'n'roll And Stuff, It Gets So Big That It Loses What Once Upon A Time Was A Magnificent Thing, Where It Was Special And Quite Elusive And Occasionally A Little Sinister And It Had Its Own World Nobody Could Get In.

I've Lived A Life Which Has Been Pretty Much Full Up With Ambition, Ideas, Stimulus, Creativity, Some Negativity Which I Try And Avoid.