The long and winding road that leads to your door Will never disappear, I've seen that road before it always leads me here, Leads me to your door.
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People don't like land mines, especially the survivors and the people who are living in the countries with them, ... They think they are cowardly, like we do, so I think it's down to the governments to actually just listen to the people and sign the treaty and get rid of all these things and there would be an end to it.Paul McCartney
Friends to Go ... You never need to worry about me I'll be fine on my own ... I've spent a lot of time on my own.
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I love to hear a choir. I love the humanity to see the faces of real people devoting themselves to a piece of music. I like the teamwork. It makes me feel optimistic about the human race when I see them cooperating like that.
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I generally tend towards the optimistic, ... But sometimes when you're looking around for something to write about, you say, I've just done a few optimistic songs. Now, is there anything else going on in my life, or has there ever been anything else other than optimism' And you cast around and you think, yeah of course there has, there's been rejected friendships, there's been times when you're not getting on with people, things like that. I've had plenty of those in my life.
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I don't ever try to make a serious social comment.
Paul McCartney
PETA has tried for years to educate her about fur - at first gently and quietly, and now like this,
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