the owl quietly kills a farmer he milks all stones of significant size stand perfectly still while you carve hearts to life but thats no tree and that no lovers knife meanwhile these flys survive a thousand yous and is in the single day they get to both live and let die i didnt axe but i been explained to by both elder and pied pipe alike but they both can t warn me of themselves nor protect a blackhole from a white blood cell you can t protect a convict from his baby pictures earth is a close collide of all possible perfects survived no god or odds perfect the shark now thats purpose