Folks think a lifetime is a thing stretched out over years. It ain't. It can happen quick as a match in a dark room.
Ain't no man can outrun his fate.
It's like that, I guess, when the past come to collect what you owe.
To me, chocolate was the sole reason we on this earth.
It's early yet. It's always early, while you still alive.
The kid come in at a strange angle, made the notes glitter like crystal.