There is no escaping it, a truth as sure as the Doom of Men.
From the cradle to the grave
You will always be a slave
To the quiet darkness
Of your memories
— Lucinda Williams, Ugly Truth
There is no escaping it, a truth as sure as the Doom of Men.
From the cradle to the grave
You will always be a slave
To the quiet darkness
Of your memories
— Lucinda Williams, Ugly Truth
Old Road Apples 
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