My Usual Self Is A Very Unusual

[on England:] In This Country There Are Only Two Seasons, Winter And Winter.

I’m Not Afraid Of The Darkness Outside. It’s The Darkness Inside Houses I Don’t Like.

I Have Heard People Say That They Drink To Forget Their Sorrows But The More I Drink The More Sorrows I Collect

Nothing Passes. Everything Stays With You. Everything Makes It’s Mark.

You Can Remember The Second And The Third And The Fourth Time, But There's No Time Like The First. It's Always There.