Meu amor

Tudo em volta está deserto, tudo certo

Tudo certo como dois e dois são cinco.

"...Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is; and I didn’t know this either, but love don’t make things nice, it ruins everything, it breaks your heart, it makes things a mess. We aren’t here to make things perfect. Snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us… not us! We are here to ruin ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people and die! I mean, the storybooks are bullshit! Now won’t you come upstairs with me and get in my bed!..."

"Moonstruck", 1987.

Is there something you lack, 

When I'm flat on my back, 

Is there something that I can do for you? 

It's always something you ate, 

Or it's something you hate, 

Tell me is it the way that I touch you? 

Have you found a new mate, 

And is she really great, 

Is it just that I'm much too much for you? 

Drivel head wears her glad rags

She's got her keys, money and fags

I know that her mind is made up

To get rocked

Drivel head needs a new man

As only a drivel head can

He's a hormonal nightmare

So beware

Another victim of line up in line, line up in line is all I remember

Oh, how their favors change, you could've been kinder

Yes, yes line up in line, line up in line is all I remember

Oh, how their favors change, you could have been mine

Drivel head knows all the stars

Loves to suck their shining guitars

They've all been right up her stairs

Do you care? No

Drivel head knows all the bands

Knows them like the back of her hands

You can't see the wood for the trees

On your knees

Another victim of line up in line, line up in line is all I remember

Oh, how their favors change, you could have been kinder

Yes, yes line up in line, line up in line is all I remember

Oh, how their favors change, you could have been mine

Oxígeno y amor

"...The human soul, the human psyche, needs love in order to survive. Just as, specifically, the body needs oxygen in order to survive. And for people who haven’t been starved for love that may not be the first they would think of. We kind of take it for granted that we get love from a lot of people. But if you have lived in an environment where you were starved for that you are talking about a whole different range of experience. Just like with somebody who is starved for oxygen, I mean, most of the time we don’t even think about the air we breathe, it’s just the air we breathe. But when someone’s oxygen supply is cut off you realize: it’s life threatening in a very short time. Well, the same with the prisoners: they were like people whose oxygen supply had been cut off, but it was their love supply. And I realized that without love the soul cannot survive. It dies.  And that’s what these men were telling me. Their souls had died. That’s why they were capable of killing other people..."

El alma humana, la psiquis humana, necesita amor para sobrevivir. Así como, especificamente, el cuerpo necesita oxígeno para sobrevivir. Y para las personas que no han sido privadas de amor puede ser que eso no sea lo primero en lo que piensan. Damos por sentado que recibimos el amor de mucha gente. Pero si uno ha vivido en un ambiente de privación, usted está hablando de una serie de experiencias completamente diferentes. Al igual que con alguien a quien se lo priva de oxígeno. La mayoría de las veces ni siquiera pensamos en el aire que respiramos, es sólo el aire que respiramos. Pero cuando el suministro de oxígeno de una persona se corta te das cuenta: es una amenaza para vida en un tiempo muy corto. Bueno, lo mismo sucedia con los presos: eran como personas cuyo suministro de oxígeno había sido cortado, pero era su suministro amor. Y me di cuenta de que sin amor el alma no puede sobrevivir. Muere. Y eso es lo que estos hombres me estaban diciendo. Sus almas habían muerto. Es por eso que eran capaces de matar a otras personas.