"where do we go? nobody knows
don't ever say you're on your way down when
god gave you style and gave you grace
and put a smile upon your face"
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"You pile of stones, you waste, you desolation, I'll stuff you with misery till it comes out of your eyes. I'll change your heart into green grass, and all you love into a sheep. I'll turn you into a bad poet with dreams."