Hey. I left some messages on your answering machine. They're all the same. We really need to talk. I know how that sounds, but you have to trust me. I just left some messages. I want to talk about how it hurts sometimes.

I want to talk about why the sunshine hurts sometimes.

Breathe, breathe in the air. Don't be afraid to care. Leave, but don't leave me. Look around, choose your own ground. Long you live and high you fly, and smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry. And all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be. Run, rabbit run. Dig that hole, forget the sun. And when at last the work is done, don't sit down it's time to dig another one. For long you live and high you fly, but only if you ride the tide. And balanced on the biggest wave,

you race towards an early grave.