Where Have You Gone, Joe Dimaggio? A

I Know A Man He Came From My Home Town He Wore His Passion For His Woman Like A Thorny Crown He Said "dolores I Live In Fear My Love For You's So Overpowering I'm Afraid That I Will Disappear

I Suppose An Artist Takes The Elements Of His Life And Rearranges Them And Then Has Them Perceived By Others As Though They Were The Elements Of Their Lives.

I Don't Really Know Why An Idea Comes To Me. But All Of A Sudden, An Idea Comes And From Experience I Can Intuit What Something Means When An Interesting Line Pops Up. Or I Can Intuit What An Interesting Choice Might Be. And I Can Try A Couple Of Different Choices, And See Which One Feels Right, And Then Continue The Song To See Where It Goes.

Anybody Can Do Bad Work, But Not Everybody Does Good Work.

I Have My Books And My Poetry To Protect Me; I Am Shielded In My Armor, Hiding In My Room, Safe Within My Womb. I Touch No One And No One Touches Me. I Am A Rock, I Am An Island.