The Blue album, there’s hardly a dishonest note in the vocals. At that period of my life, I had no personal defenses. I felt like a cellophane wrapper on a pack of cigarettes. I felt like I had absolutely no secrets from the world and I couldn’t pretend in my life to be strong. Or to be happy. But the advantage of it in the music was that there were no defenses there, either.

What I do is unusual: chordal movements that have never been used before, changing keys and modalities mid-song.

I was young for my age. Not as naïve as they expected. I don't know why I seem to bring that out in people.

You feed it all your woes, the ghostly garden grows.

But you know it's hard to tell When you're in the spell if it's wrong or if it's real But you're bound to lose If you let the blues get you scared to feel

There are things to confess that enrich the world, and things that need not be said.

I could drink a case of you, darlin'...and I would still be on my feet, yes I would still be on my feet.