She said a good day ain't got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been

I just said, you know, this is a great track but this lyric, I don't believe it. It sounds like I'm trying to say something, instead of it naturally coming out of me, like I was saying something that I already knew. Anyway, I can't remember what it was. And either I threw it all out or I threw 90 percent of it out, and kept a line or two. That's happened a couple of times to me. Not too often, but a couple of times. Very aggravating when it does happen.

I regret the ending of our friendship and hope one day before we die, we'll make peace with each other . . . No rush.

I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried...I am a rock.

I've got nothing to do today but smile.

I think my hight had the most significant single effect on my existence, aside from my brain. In fact, it's part of an inferior-superior syndrome. I think I have an inferior brain and an inferior stature, if you really want to get brutal about it.

Time it was And what a time it was, it was A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago it must be I have a photograph Preserve your memories They're all that's left you