Recently, a close friend of mine and I were playing a game -- just a simple game where we asked each other random questions.
I asked him, "What's something you couldn't live without and why?"
He answered, "Music, because everything I've ever thought, felt, or lived by was...
tell me how you feel
Just a blade in the grass, a spoke unto the wheel
Oh, my, my, cold-hearted child, tell me where it's all gone
All the luster of your bones, those arms that held you strong
Oh, I've been worryin' that my time is a little unclear
I've been worryin' that I'm...
fondly. I heard from someone you're still pretty and then they went on to say that the pearly gates had some eloquent graffiti like, "We'll meet again", and "**** the man", and "Tell my mother not to worry", and angels with their grey handshakes were always done in such a hurry...