Everything is true and not true about everything. Thatโs one thing Iโve learned.
So long ago, was it in a dream, was it just a dream?
I really had a chip on my shoulder, ... and it still comes out every now and then.
I don't believe in yesterday, by the way.
The more reality we face, the more we realise that unreality is the main programme of the day. The more real we become, the more abuse we take, so it does radicalise us in a way, like being put in a corner. But it would be better if there were more of us.
My defenses were so great. The cocky rock and roll hero who knows all the answers was actually a terrified guy who didn't know how to cry. Simple.