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There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet

Yet year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
Have grown so tired of the same old thing

Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known

I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France

And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations

But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could

Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears

Satellite in my eyes
Like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder.
Satellite strung from the moon
And the world your balloon

- "Satellite" by Dave Matthews Band

Generally speaking, things have gone about as far as they can possibly go when things have got about as bad as they reasonably get.

- Tom Stoppard

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream - that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?

- "A Dream" by Edgar Allan Poe

Me siento débil cuando estoy sin ti
(I feel weak when I'm not with you)
Y me hago fuerte cuando estas aqui
(and I become strong when you're here)
Sin ti yo ya no sé que es vivir
(Without you, I no longer know how to live)
Mi vida es un tunel sin tu luz
(My life is a tunnel without your light)
Quiero pasar mas tiempo junto a ti
(I want to spend more time next to you)
Recuperar las noches que perdi
(To get back the nights that I lost)
Vencer el miedo inmenso de morir
(To overcome the immense fear of dying)
Y ser eterno junto a ti
(and to be eternally next to you)

- "Nada Valgo Sin Tu Amor" by Juanes