My Life So Common It Disappears And

My Life So Common It Disappears And Sometimes Even Music Cannot Substitute For Tears.

We've Survived By Believing Our Life Is Going To Get Better.

People Ask How I Feel About Getting Old. I Tell Them I Have The Same Question. I'm Learning As I Go.

Time, Time, Time, See What's Become Of Me, While I Looked Around, For My Possibilities; I Was So Hard To Please

Being An Artist Doesn't Mean That You're A Good Artist. That Was The Bargain I First Made With Myself: I'd Say, I'm An Artist, But I'm Not Really Very Good.