Without The Word Dream, Or The Concept

Without The Word Dream, Or The Concept Dream, And Without The Word Blue And The Emotions, I Would Have Been Really Limited In The Things I've Written And Performed.

I Saw Elvis Live In '54. It Was At The Big D Jamboree In Dallas And The First Thing, He Came Out And Spit On The Stage...it Affected Me Exactly The Same Way As When I First Saw That David Lynch Film. There Was Just No Reference Point In The Culture To Compare It To.

I've Really Learned A Lot, Really Learned A Lot, Love Is Like A Stove, Burns You When It's Hot

I Close My Eyes, Then I Drift Away, Into The Magic Night I Softly Say. A Silent Prayer, Like Dreamers Do, Then I Fall Asleep To Dream My Dreams Of You.

Love Hurts, Love Scars, Love Wounds, And Mars.