... none of us deserve the love that we expect.

I want the person inside me

To be someone I'd recognize

If he was in your eyes

I completely avoid music. My brain is still musical and it’s just too tempting to want to sing along or learn a new song. It’s also emotionally difficult to have to stop myself relating to music in the physical ways that I once did. If my voice did come back tomorrow, I think I’d find that my songwriting muscles have wasted away along with my vocal muscles to some degree.

Sunlight dances through the leaves
Soft winds stir the sighing trees
Lying in the warm grass
Feel the sun upon your face
Elven songs and endless nights
Sweet wine and soft relaxing lights
Time will never touch you
Here in this enchanted place

You feel there's something calling you
You're wanting to return
To where the misty mountains rise and friendly fires burn
A place you can escape the world
Where the dark lord cannot go
Peace of mind and sanctuary by loud water's flow

I've traveled now for many miles
It feels so good to see the smiles of
Friends who never left your mind
When you were far away
From the golden light of coming dawn
Till the twilight where the sun is gone
We treasure every season
And every passing day

We feel the coming of a new day
Darkness gives way to light a new way
Stop here for a while until the world
The world calls you away
Yet you know I've had the feeling
Standing with my senses reeling
This is the place to grow old 'til
I reach my final day.

Well, I'm lookin' at you
And I'm wond'rin' what you're gonna do
Looks like you got no friends
No one to stick with you till the end

Take yourself a friend
Keep 'em till the end
Whether woman or man
It makes you feel so good...

Yes, you think you're all right
But now you're lonely ev'ry night
Well, you need a friend
Someone on whom you can always depend

Yes, you need some advice
Well, let me put it to you nice
I said you need a friend
Someone who'll stick with you to the end

Hollis Brown

he lived on the outside of town

with his wife and five children
and his cabin broken down

well you looked for work and money
and you walked a rugged mile

your children are so hungry
that they don't know how to smile

your baby's eyes look crazy
they're tuggin' at your sleeve

you walk the floor and wonder why
with every breath you breathe

the rats have got your flour
bad blood it got your mare

is there anyone who knows
is there anyone who cares?

so you pray to the lord above
please send you a friend

but your empty pockets tell you
you ain't got no friend

your baby's crying louder now
it's pounding in your brain

your wife's screams are stabbing you
like dirty, drivin' rain

your grass is turnin' black
there's no water in your well

you spent your last dollar
on seven shotgun shells

way out in the wilderness
a cold coyote calls

your eyes fix on that shotgun
that's hangin' on the wall

your brain is a-bleedin' now
your legs can't seem to stand

your eyes fix on that shotgun
you're holdin' in your hand

there's seven breezes blown
all around the cabin door

seven shots ring out
like the ocean's pounding roar

there's seven people dead
on a south dakota farm

somewhere in the distance
seven new people are born

Poor fools,
To wager a hundred sequins on a woman!
"He who builds his hopes
On a woman's heart
Ploughs the sea
And sows on sand
And hopes to snare
The wild wind in a net."

The Pink Floyd - you're going to hear them in a minute and I do not want to prejudice you. Hear them and see them first and we'll talk about them afterwards but four quick points I want to make before you hear them.

The first is that what you heard at the beginning, that short bit, those few seconds, are really all I can hear in them, which is to say to my mind, there is continuous repetition and proportionally they are a bit boring.

My second point is that they are terribly loud. You couldn't quite because of course it isn't as loud from your sets or as it was at the Queen Elizabeth Hall on Friday. I will ask them about that when we come to talk.

My third point is that perhaps I am a little bit too much of a musician to appreciate them. And the reason why that, why I say that is that... 

Four, they have an audience. And people who have an audience ought to be heard. Perhaps it is my fault that I don't appreciate them.

Well there it is. I think you can pass your verdict as well as I can. My verdict is that its a little bit of a regression to childhood. But after all, why not?

It may be that I'd like to
But I won't fall in love with you
We won't spend the rest of our lives together
But anyway couldn't we go on a trip together

We could go to the British Islands
And hike around the Scottish Highlands
The youth hostels they have there
would be perfect for us
Cause we're both youths,
so they would really suit us

Well darling each morning when we woke up
We'd have biscuits and tea from a tea cup
People might think that we were on our honeymoon
But we'd know better, even though we'd slept in the same room

We would live right out of our back packs
We'd send our parents lots of trinkets and knickkacks
Through the post and across the sea
Back to our own country

After that we could go to Yugoslavia
Oh how I'd love to travel with ya'
We don't have to be wife and husband
To take a trip across the ocean

Then and Now

I'm the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest
But they won't take me
I'm the last leaf on the tree

When the autumn wind blows
They're already gone
They flutter to the ground
Cause they can't hang on
There's nothing in the world
That I ain't seen
I greet all the new ones that are coming in green

They say I got staying power
Here on the tree
But I've been here since Eisenhower
And I've out lived even he

I fight off the snow
I fight off the hail
Nothing makes me go
I'm like some vestigial tail
I'll be here through eternity
If you want to know how long
If they cut down this tree
I'll show up in a song

I'm the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest but they won't take me
I'm the last leaf on the tree

We fill up our days and nights
We fill up the gaps in our empty little lives
But we know we are doomed
The moment we walk out the room