The sun won’t shine 365 days a year besides we need the rain for the harvest, we need the hitch to become clear there are these roads we have to follow, the crossings we have to cross and if you passed the exit, you just follow another one. When the mirror is broken, you’ll see a thousand different ways nobody ask you to choose, nobody ask you to stay and if you think that the shards bring luck don’t forget how easy the things will break just give it another shot and give it another try. Well open your eyes and mind for the things that will cross your path for the things you didn’t know for the things you rather won’t forget and who fucking cares if you choose the wrong and who fucking tells you what is right you’ll got plenty to choose every day and every night. Cause when the mirror is broken, you’ll see a thousand different ways nobody ask you to choose, nobody ask you to stay and if you think that the shards bring luck don’t forget how easy the things will break just give it another shot and give it another try. And when the mirror is broken you’ll see a thousand different ways nobody ask you to choose nobody ask you to stay.