Say not ‘Good-night' but in some brighter clime,
bid me ‘Good-morning.'
In the godforsaken, obscene quicksand of life,
there is a deafening alleluia rising from the souls of those who weep, and of those who weep with those who weep. If you watch, you will see
The hand of God putting the stars back in their skies one by one.
Now you know what this mixtape is all about, right? :)