Good show. I look out into the audience and see those eyes. Each one has a purpose and each one has a life. All those souls, every one a precious stone, all those souls, looking for home. And there’s the ones up on the stage, demanding attention creating a rage. Would be nice to forget about the useless things, and reach into their hearts and maybe attach some strings. They hand the reins over to the lord of compassion, to embrace the souls with more than we can imagine.