There's something important I want to tell you: our world isn't the same. I don't know how much that means to you though…but it means something to me. I want you to listen when I tell you this story, because, maybe then, it'll matter to you. And if it does matter to you, maybe, just maybe, there will be a speck of undying light in me...to bring back the good old days, away from the gloom.