now can we please resume saving the world?
«i don’t wanna go to pieces, easy going, afraid to fly and so i’m running
catching fish and chopping wood, the revolution, slow time coming
i don’t know what else to do, cross my fingers, teach the children
read your fortunes, storm the studios, come on all ye faithful pilgrims»

Куда-нибудь бы из бетона прочь.