Did you see the frightened ones, Did you hear the falling bombs, Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter in the promise of a brave new world unfurlled beaneath the clear blue skies. Good bye blue skies.

I'm in competition with myself and I'm losing.

I could have been an architect, but I don't think I'd have been very happy. Nearly all modern architecture is a silly game as far as I can see.

You run and you run to catch up to the sun but it's sinking, racing around to come up behind you again.

I don't feel as if I'm in competition with myself; not at all.

All in all you're just another brick in the wall

I found that the loudest fans in the world are in Istanbul.