I'll Take The Shooting. I'm Used To

What A Blessed If Painful Thing, This Business Of Being Alive.

He Understood That The Ghost Existed First And Foremost Within His Own Head. That Maybe Ghosts Always Haunted Minds, Not Places. If He Wanted To Take A Shot At It, He’d Have To Turn The Barrel Against His Own Temple.

I Mean, When The World Comes For Your Children, With The Knives Out, It's Your Job To Stand In The Way.

Work And Pray, Live On Hay, Youll Get Pie In The Sky When You Die.

Love Requires Context.