“A river of love flows through the valley of my heart, and it floods my guts with fear, although the words are soft and clear, they will never bridge the widening divide, despite the generosity of your allies, but like the reeds they dampen the blow, and you you can waste your life on the banks of the river lay, but it won’t mean much if you don’t have something to say, and you can walk with the others but you won't go the same way”*