Okay, William S., you're right. I wasn't here for the beginning. It's not likely I'll be here for the end. Yeah, we were all born at night. Not last night.
Prop me up, pin some wings on me. No matter how much I change, no matter how many times I re-invent myself, I always seem to be me. Hold the phone... it's for me.
Pray for peace. Search for truth. Love hard.