I Don't Believe In Asking

It Really Doesn't Matter To Me What People Say About Me Anymore.

When Things Are Really Great, It Just Means Everything's In It's Place.

Nightly You Retrace Your Steps Again To Return To The Scene Of The Crime. It's Uncanny How You Hover In The Air Of The Wreckage That You Left Behind.

At A Major Label You Can Start To Feel That You're Working For Them, And That Any Work You Do, You're Never Going To See Any Benefit.

You Drew A Bird That Was Here, A Kind Of Sweet Chanticleer. But With A Terrible Fear That The Cage Couldn't Tame