The summer that I broke my arm. I waited for your letter. I have no feeling for you now. Now that I know you better. I wish that I could have loved you then. Before our age was through. And before a world war does with us. Whatever it will do. Dreamed I drove home to Houston. On a highway that was underground. There was no light that we could see. As we listened to the sound of the engine failing. I feel like I've been living in. A city with no children in it. A garden left for ruin by a billionaire. Inside of a private prison. You never trust a millionaire. Quoting the sermon on the mount. I used to think I was not like them. But I'm beginning to have my doubts. My doubts about it. When you're hiding underground. The rain can't get you wet. But do you think your righteousness could pay. The interest on your debt?. I have my doubts about it. I feel like I've been living in. A city with no children in it. A garden left for ruin by a billionaire. Inside of a private prison. I feel like I've been living in. A city with no children in it. A garden left for ruin by a billionaire. Inside of a private prison