And then a low and powerful sound rumbles thru the sky, like some giant, deep horn. A sound God would make when he wanted yer attenshun.

To say you have no choice is to relieve yourself of responsibility.

Maybe probably ain’t all that comforting a word when it’s maybe yer not dying.

HERE It’s- Can I say? It’s like the song of a family where everything’s always all right, it’s a song of belonging that makes you belong just by hearing it, it’s a song that’ll always take care of you and never leave you. If you have a heart, it breaks, if you have a heart that’s broken, it fixes.

Don't deceive me. Never leave me.

I'll find you- Keep calling for me, Viola- Cuz here I come.

I just stand there like a doofus wondering just what in the effing blazes is going on.