Pools Of Sorrow. Waves Of Joy.

Everything I've Ever Done Is Out. I Don't Have Boxes Of Unreleased Stuff. There's Nothing In The Files. I Can Never Keep Anything Unless I Don't Like The Sound Of It Or It Didn't Work. If I Can Sing It To An Engineer, I Can Sing It To Anyone.

So Long Ago, Was It In A Dream, Was It Just A Dream?

I Could Still Be Forgotten When I'm Dead. I Don't Really Care What Happens When I'm Dead.

I Found I Was Having Continually To Please The Sort Of People I'd Always Hated When I Was A Child. This Began To Bring Me Back To Reality.

And, Because My Role In Society - Or Any Artist Or Poet's Role - Is To Try To Express What We All Feel. Not To Tell People How To Feel, Not As A Preacher, Not As A Leader, But As A Reflection Of Us All. And It's Like That's The Job Of The Artist In Society, Not To...they're Not Some Alienated Being Living On The Outskirts Of Town. It's Fine To Live On The Outskirts Of Town, But Artists Must Reflect What We All Are. … If That's Taken It Too Much On Meself, I Feel That Artists Are That - They're Reflections Of Society... Mirrors.