What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button?
Only.. I want to do die as myself
Are you, are you coming to the tree? Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here. No stranger would let it be if we met up At midnight in the hanging tree.
Even in war there should be lines you didn't cross.
Whatever the truth is, I donโt see how it will help me get food on the table.
But if you want to find peace, you must first be able to hope it is possible.