Things go wrong all the time; you can't be precious about it.
Sometimes, I think Trent just needs a cup of hot chocolate and a blankie.
For the most part, pianos are female to me. Sometimes they're dykes, and they're always good fun.
From in the shadow she calls. And in the shadow she finds a way, finds a way. And in the shadow she crawls, clutching her faded photograph. My image under her thumb. Yes with a message for my heart. She’s been everybody else’s girl maybe one day she’ll be her own.
I don't see myself as weird, I just see myself as honest.
I know people sometimes have this fantasy about Cornwall. But the Cornish are so grounded.