There is no God. But it does not matter. Man is enough.

... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age. The child is grown, and puts away childish things. Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

Night falls fast. Today is in the past.

Youth, have no pity; leave no farthing here For age to invest in compromise and fear.

Here's a song was never sung: Growing old is dying young.

Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.