-How's Jane? How's her life? Is she happy? Is she miserable? -She's really happy. She thinks she's in love. -Good for her. -How r u? -It's been a long time since anybody asked me that. I'm great. I'm great.
Down there everything is so still in silent,that has lost me to sleep.It's a rare lullaby,and so it is.It's mine.There's a silence,where happy is no sound,there's a silence,where no sound may be in the cold grave under the deep deep sea.