There is nothing so stable as change.
It's hard to speculate what tomorrow may bring.
A lot of people from the press want to talk to me, but they never do.
There must be some kind of way out of here,' said the joker to the thief.
Madonna, she still has not showed, we see this empty cage now corrode, where her cape of the stage once had flowed, the fiddler he now steps to the road, on the back of the fish truck that loads, while my conscience explodes.
And I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinking.