Oh, Time Is Short And The Days

I Really Didn't Consider Myself Happy Or Unhappy.

People Think They Know Me From My Songs. But My Repertoire Of Songs Is So Wide-ranging That You'd Have To Be A Madman To Figure Out The Characteristics Of The Person Who Wrote All Those Songs.

I Felt Like I Might As Well Have Been Living In Another Part Of The Solar System.

And I Hope That You Die And Your Death'll Come Soon I Will Follow Your Casket In The Pale Afternoon And I'll Watch While You're Lowered Down To Your Deathbed And I'll Stand O'er Your Grave 'til I'm Sure That You're Dead

How Many Times Can A Man Turn His Head, And Pretend That He Just Doesn't See?