Then they pull onto Route 66, heading east into a world that’s ripe for saving
His life did not so much flash before his eyes, as slap him in the face
We’ll never be ready. So I guess that means we’re as ready as we’ll ever be.
Death doesn’t just make all the world kin, it makes all religions one
He will only do the wrong thing when it’s the right thing to do..
I’m going out to find her, to make things right, or atleast properly wrong.