Dead Man, Dead Man When Will You

Just Because You Like My Stuff Doesn't Mean I Owe You Anything.

Fame It's Like... When You Look Through A Window, Say You Pass A Little Pub, Or An Inn. You Look Through The Window And You See People Talking And Carrying On. You,can Watch Outside The Window And See Them All Being Very Real With Each Other. But When You Walk Into The Room, It's Over. I Don't Pay Any Attention To It.

I Don't Need Your Organization, I've Moved Your Mountains And I've Marked You Cards, But Eden Is Burning. You Better Get Ready For Elimination Or Else Your Hearts Must Have The Courage Of The Changing Of The Guard.

My Love Is Like Some Raven At My Window With A Broken Wing.

I Don't Write The Songs; I Just Write 'em Down.