You have to start out learning to believe the little lies.
“So we can believe the big ones?”
Yes. Justice. Mercy. Duty. That sort of thing.
“They’re not the same at all!”

There is a feeling that you should just go home, and spend a lifetime finding out just where that is.

Why don’t you like me, why don’t you like me without making me try?...
I could be brown, I could be blue, I could be violet sky, I could be hurtful, I could be purple, I could be anything you like.
Gotta be green, gotta be mean, gotta be everything more..