“Did you ever wake up with the feeling that something really special happened the night before? But you can’t remember what, where or who with. Like when you fall in love in your dreams and that feeling stays with you the day after. Even though you know that person doesn’t exist.”—Unmade Beds
“To sit in solemn silence in a dull, dark dock.
In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock.
Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock.
From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block.”—The Mikado