“You change all the lead sleeping in my head to gold As the day grows dim, I hear you sing a golden hymn It’s the song I’ve been trying to sing…”
- Arcade Fire
“Here comes the sun, and I say It’s all right.”
- The Beatles
A classic for the times they call winter.
“We are what we believe we are.”
- C.S. Louis
“Roads go ever ever on, Under cloud and under star. Yet feet that wandering have gone Turn at last to home afar. Eyes that fire and sword have seen, And horror in the halls of stone Look at last on meadows green, And trees and hills they long have known.”