[Amelia]

I remember when the answers seemed so clear
We had never lived with doubt or tasted fear.
It was easy then to tell truth from lies
Selling out from compromise
Who to love and who to hate,
The foolish from the wise.

But today there is no day or night
Today there is no dark or light.
Today there is no black or white,
Only shades of gray.

[Scenic Sounds]

Oh, bless you, Amelia. There's nothing like Davy Jones to make an outdoor-plumbing rainy day complete.

Did I happen to mention where I left my garden shovel?