I Guess, - A Greater Number Of

[while] My Life Started Taking On All The Problems Of Addiction. So That Took Me Off Into An Area Where Relationships Were Absolutely Impossible To Handle On Any Real Level. . . . Even Communicating With Other People Was Impossible.

Keep Your 'lectric Eye On Me Babe Put Your Ray Gun To My Head Press Your Space Face Close To Mine, Love Freak Out In A Moonage Daydream, Oh Yeah!

You Can't Go On Stage And Live - It's False All The Way. I Can't Stand The Premise Of Going Out In Jeans And A Guitar And Looking As Real As You Can In Front Of 18,000 People. I Mean, It's Not Normal!

Once I've Written Something It Does Tend To Run Away From Me. I Don't Seem To Have Any Part Of It - It's No Longer My Piece Of Writing.

I'll Place My Love Beneath The Stars.