Images Of Broken Light Which Dance Before

Songwriting Is About Getting The Demon Out Of Me. It's Like Being Possessed. You Try To Go To Sleep, But The Song Won't Let You. So You Have To Get Up And Make It Into Something, And Then You're Allowed To Sleep. It's Always In The Middle Of The Night, Or You're Half-awake Or Tired, When Your Critical Faculties Are Switched Off. So Letting Go Is What The Whole Game Is. Every Time You Try To Put Your Finger On It, It Slips Away. You Turn On The Lights And The Cockroaches Run Away. You Can Never Grasp Them...

People Never Grasp The Fact That They're Going To Have To Go Through The Same Thing Again. They Get To The Sort Of Five-year Stretch Or The Seven-year Itch Or Whatever These Tension Points Are That Seem To Be Organic, Built In, Like The Tide Coming In And Going Out. It's Like Every Time The Tide Goes Out You Quit--you Move Your House Or Something.

Yoko [ono] Was Showing Me Some Of These Haiku In The Original. The Difference Between Them And Long Fellow Is Immense. Instead Of A Long Flowery Poem The Haiku Would Say 'yellow Flower In White Bowl On Wooden Table' Which Gives You The Whole Picture.

If Everyone Could Just Be Happy With Themselves And The Choices People Around Them Make, The World Would Instantly Be A Better Place!

One More Stage, One More Limo, One More Run For Your Life.