Fan Mail (Live 27th May 1978. Boston, Paradise Ballroom)

I set my hand to writing you... it drifted off the page. I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake... I haven't ate in days. For unspoken value, aesthetic, and charm, I'd smile at you sideways, But the lighting is wrong. I'm taking a picture, and counting the cost, while the bells in my ears keep ringing. I set my hand to writing you... it drifted of the page. I nearly fell, I feel like a lowlife in hell and I haven't slept in days and days, days and days... Beat on my Fender through my Gemini 2, play to the posters on the wall of my room. Thought I was crazy when I'd think about you... And the bells in my ears keep ringing. And the bells in my ears keep ringing. In my ear bells are ringing.