And the eyes are the lamp of the body. For the eye is darkness, and the lamp is light, and the light that is there is nothing. He who is in the midst of the sun is in the midst of heaven, therefore He who is under the earth is in the midst of fire. He who is in the midst of the heaven is under the mountain, therefore He who is above the heaven is above the earth.
[The evil it spread like a fever ahead. It was night when you died, my firefly. What could I have said to raise you from the dead? Oh could I be the sky on the fourth of July? Well you do enough talk. My little hawk, why do you cry? Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn? Or the Fourth of July? We're all gonna die. Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head.]
[My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home.]
[My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home. My baby's taking me home.]
[Thank you very much. Good talk. Nice time. See you later. Nothing is funnier than unhappiness. But quickly, not in Stretch language, give it to me in regular language.]
[We opened in Lenexa, Kansas, we have Grinders Stonewall, then we opened up in Leavenworth, Kansas, yet, books, indeed, were his sole luxuries, and we now have our food truck.]