Each day you hear the sand as it moves and whispers, Come and sail on my golden sea, Maybe one day you'll be just like me, And that's free. - Ronnie James Dio

Where was your star?
Was it far, was it far?
When did we leave?
We believed, we believed, we believed
(...)

We always seem to begin or end in Philadelphia, it's the best place to start and the best place to stop. You're fantastic. My favorite place. Thank you!

It correlates itself with the way almost all of the people in this country believed in Richard Nixon up until the time he decided he was going to take a leap off the tower and fell flat on his ass and became just a little lump of blood and putty. That was my way of saying that the common man will always rise above the leader who oppresses them.