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The Point Of Nonviolence Is To Build A Floor, A Strong New Floor, Beneath Which We Can No Longer Sink. A Platform Which Stands A Few Feet Above Napalm, Torture, Exploitation, Poison Gas, A And H Bombs, The Works. Give Man A Decent Place To Stand.

Seeing You Sleeping Peacefully On Your Back Among Your Stuffed Ducks, Bears And Basset Hounds, Would Remind Me That No Matter How Good The Next Day Might Be, Certain Moments Were Gone Forever Because We Could Not Go Backwards In Time.

I'd Hear A Tune In My Head And The Words Would Come. And Then, Very Suddenly It Just Stopped. It Seemed Too Stilted To Try And Learn How To Write A Song, To Go To Round Robins And To Learn Things From Other People On How To Write A Song. So I Just Stopped And Did Other Things.

"diamonds & Rust" Started Off As Another Song. Then The Words Started To Morph. When You Write A Song That Deep, The Words Come From Some Place Else. But When The Songs Stop Coming, It Would Be So Contrived To Try And Force It. Since Then I've Just Been Doing Other People's Music.

If You Don't Have Music, You Have Silence. There Is Power In Both.