a great philosopher once said that people are like a flat piece of clay, and everyone we meet leaves a fingerprint. And some people leave a fingerprint so deep that, no matter how many people you meet afterwards, it will never be covered, and therefore never forgotten.
STREET SPIRIT [fade out]
-Radiohead
Rows of houses, all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out
This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again
Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes
All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again
Immerse your soul in love
IMMERSE YOUR SOUL IN LOVE
Every year, an estimated 10,000 adolescents commit suicide