Last Night I Dreamt That

I Used To Dream, And I Used To Vow; I Wouldn't Dream Of It Now.

I Think I'm A Realist. Which People Who Don't Like Me Consider To Be Pessimism. It Isn't Pessimism At All. If I Was A Pessimist I Wouldn't Get Up, I Wouldn't Shave, I Wouldn't Watch Batman At 7:30 A.m. Pessimists Just Don't Do That Sort Of Thing.

Can You Squeeze Me Into An Empty Page Of Your Diary And Psychologically Save Me?

And Make No Mistake, My Friend, Your Pointless Life Will End; But Before You Go, Can You Look At The Truth?

The Smiths Was An Incredibly Personal Thing To Me. It Was Like Launching Your Own Diary To Music.