Four more rotations and no one will hurt. These are the things I dream of. I've been thinking through the drinking. Though my confidence is shrinking. That I might be fine. The North would be so proud of you. What would you do. When the stars fall from the sky. And you're only two seconds from crying?. Parafin Anadin sick as disguise. So we take our snappy patterns. And use them as knives. Now there's nothing left for me to try. My own medicine and humble pie. But I'll be alright. The North would be so proud of you. So I'll see you tomorrow. Shall we call it one?. Trying to get sparks to light. Seeing as they've gone. You don't know how to value that. But I know how to value that. I think we'll be fine. The North would be so proud of you. What would you do. When stars fall from the sky. And you're only two seconds from crying?