When You've Heard One Bagpipe Tune, You've

Have You Ever Given Someone A Book You Enjoyed Enormously, With A Feeling Of Envy Because They Were About To Read It For The First Time, An Experience You Could Never Have Again?

So All In All There Wasn't Anything Really Wrong With My Life. Except That, Like Most Everyone Else's I Knew About, It Had A Big Gaping Hole In It, An Enormous Emptiness, And I Didn't Know How To Fill It Or Even Know What Belonged There.

Maybe I Live In What Is For Me The Wrong Time.

And That, My Friend, Is How The World Ends. On The Edge Of A Precipice, With One Foot Over The Edge, It Stops, Turns And Goes Back, Leaving An Empty Earth Of Birds And Insects, Wind, Rain And Rusting Weapons.

When You've Heard One Bagpipe Tune, You've Heard Them Both.