If You Took Love Out Of The

Oh, A Passing, Skeptical Kind Of Interest. I'm A Hammer-and-nails Kind Of Guy.

And I Kissed Away A Thousand Tears My Lady Of The Various Sorrows Some Begged, Some Borrowed, Some Stolen Some Kept Safe For Tomorrow.

The Band Is A Living, Breathing Thing. It Grows In The Same Way We Do As Human Beings And If It Doesn't, It Dies. It's Important To Feed The Organism, And One Way Of Doing That Is To Set Musical Challenges That Keep It Alive.

Most Of The Time, Feelings Just Seem To Get In The Way. They're A Luxury For The Idle, A Bourgeois Concept. Feelings Are Overrated.

Love Is A State That I Would Like To Exist In Continuously.