My guard stood hard when abstract threats, too noble to neglect, deceived me into thinking, I had something to protect.

There must be some kind of way out of here,' said the joker to the thief.

Let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.

I ain't saying you treated me unkind you could've done better, but I don't mind. You just kinda wasted my precious time. But don't think twice, it's alright.

It's not dark yet But it's getting there

I say there're no depressed words just depressed minds.

How many times must a man look up, before he can see the sky?