Well, We Lost It, And

Death Is Not The Problem; Waiting Around For It Is.

I Think That The World Should Be Full Of Cats And Full Of Rain, That's All, Just Cats And Rain, Rain And Cats, Very Nice, Good Night.

Magic Persists Without Us No Matter What We May Do To Try To Spoil It

Well, We Lost It, And That’s All There Is To That.

I Wasn’t Going Anywhere And Neither Was The Rest Of The World. We Were All Just Hanging Around Waiting To Die And Meanwhile Doing Little Things To Fill The Space. Some Of Use Weren’t Even Doing Little Things. We Were Vegetables.