... I just want to know you'll all be right when I'm gone.
Does solution ever come? Do we carry these burdens with us forever? And beyond?? Will I ever be free to float away from here? Will I fade away? Or do I have to go out in flames?
All questions I am without the means to answer. But ALL meaning is meaningless withoutΒ Β absolution. I need this certainty or surely I will waste away.