« Like ships in the night you keep passing me by. We're just wasting time, trying to prove who's right. And if it all goes crashing into the sea. If it's just you and me, trying to find the light. Like ships in the night letting cannon balls fly. Say what you mean and it turns to a fight. You're down the driveway... I'm on the couch. Chasing your dreams since the violent 5th grade, trying to believe in your silent own way cause we'll be ok... I'm not going away. Turn the lights down low, walk these halls alone.We can feel so far from so close. »
« You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces. » Mockingjay, Suzanne Collins.