Capítulo 31
Sobre as Coisas Como São e as Coisas que Decidimos Ser
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say
Carry on, my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more (no!)
(Carry
On Wayward Son - Kansas)