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Letting Go, It's So Hard The Way It's Hurting Now To Get This Love Untied So Tough To Stay With This Thing 'cos If I Follow Through I Face What I Denied I'll Get Those Hooks Out Of Me And I'll Take Out The Hooks That I Sunk Deep In Your Side Kill That Fear Of Emptiness, That Loneliness I Hide.

Self-conscious, Uncertain, I'm Showered By The Dust. But The Spirit Enters Into Me And I Submit To Trust.

The Book Of Love Has Music In It In Fact That's Where Music Comes From Some Of It Is Just Transcendental Some Of It Is Just Really Dumb

Whistling Tunes We're Kissing Baboons In The Jungle.

I Try When I'm Writing To Fill My Head And My Ears With All Sorts Of Stuff And Then Let It Settle And Filter Through. At A Certain Point It Seems Like Fruitless Activity Because You're Taking A Lot Of Time And Not Seeming To Get Anything. And Then, Slowly, You Realize You've Actually Digested Elements And That Your Thinking Is Being Freed Up And The Way You Build Up Compositions Is Changed As A Result Of What You've Been Listening To.