In The Eyes Of My

It Was Taunted As Reality. It Was Dangled As A Carrot. In Terms Of People's Hopes And Dreams, To Say That That Is Less Of A Reality Than The Daily Grind They Find Themselves In Is Maybe Not Correct.

The Trouble With Jogging Is That The Ice Falls Out Of Your Glass.

Why Be Influenced By A Person When You Already Are One?

I Was Involved In The Great Folk Music Scare Back In The Sixties, When It Almost Caught On.

If The Real World Is Orange Juice, Then Art Is Like Orange-juice Concentrate.