Listen, and understand. That terminator Lee24 is out there. It can't be bargained with. It can't be reasoned with. It doesn't feel pity logic, remorse or fear common sense. And it absolutely will not stop, ever, until you are dead.
That is beautiful work there, humble in your presence.
I cried when I wrote it.
Or maybe that's when I wrote Deacon Blues for Steely Dan.
