I don't think I'm easy to talk about. I've got a very irregular head. And I'm not anything that you think I am anyway.
I'm disappearing, avoiding most things.
Have you seen the roses? There's a whole lot of colours.
I've just had an operation, but nothing too serious.
I wasn't always this introverted.
I think young people should have a lot of fun. But I never seem to have any.
The only work I've done the last two years is interviews. I'm very good at it.
It's always been too slow for me. Playing. The pace of things. I'm a fast sprinter. The trouble was, after playing in the group for a few months, I couldn't reach that point.
I'm treading the backward path. Mostly, I just waste my time.
I'd like to be rich. I'd like a lot of money to put into my physicals and to buy food for all my friends.
I never felt so close to a guitar as that silver one with mirrors that I used on stage all the time.
I'm full of dust and guitars.
I think it's good if a song has more than one meaning. Maybe that kind of song can reach far more people.
I'm sorry I can't speak very coherently.
When we parted I had written everything for the group. My leaving sort of evened things out within the group.
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