"These are the steps that Ruth built
Loving kindness in each nail
Planks that never trip the feet
Lead you from the shady street..."| Box "I am in a box.
 I am locked inside.
 Someone owns the locks.
 Nowhere left to hide...."
 Boy Genius "Boy genius with the big sad eyes
 All of the mamas want to take you home
 Get what you can, do what you must, be what you have to be
 And take that weary highway out alone...."
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