*taken from a voice memo in July 2017* "I hate everything No no, I just want to be okay I just want to be okay I just want to feel okay I don't even know what that means Life is so lonely I'm not crazy I'm not crazy I'm just sad I don't know why I'm sad I hope nobody else feels this way If you do You're not the only one that does I do too" Poem 'Live' by Jesse Cale from Live Poems, Love Poems Interpreted and Read in French by Sofiane Aboudrar "Je me suis vu dans le mirroir aujourd’hui Comptant les cicatrices que j’ai accumulé des écorchures des chutes et des bagarres et de ces moments où je me suis senti rejeté J’ai gardé le bon et le mauvais de ce jeu qu’est la vie une empreinte pour toutes les fois où j’ai perdu Devenant redevable envers une obscurité Cherchant un moyen de payer le prix Mais j’ai remarqué comment elles ont attrappés la lumière Mes cicatrices se sont révélées différentes sur ma peau Elles refletèrent plus de lumières que le reste La façon dont cet espoir brille à l’intérieur La plus grande leçon que j’ai appris « M’aimer, c’est pardonner » Et meme si je connais toujours l’obscurité Je suis content d’avoir choisi de vivre." Poem 'Pleading Myself to Pieces' by Jesse Cale from Mentha Spicata El Corazon! "Deep Sea, swimming in my brain of all the things I feel, It's pain. I feel it the most I see it in my shadow and hear it in my breath, Death. Closer than my skin to the bone Expelling my joy in a moment With a lifetime of dead deeds undone down wells of the darkest depths. Come creeping, come slowly In my ears and down my spine Shaking me from heaven to my toes." The poem continues in the book, but is repeated here in the song.

Nick Reed "It's easy to beat yourself up about that stuff." Nivine Che (in Arabic) "Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that." Nick Reed "Is this life? you know, is this what we're here for? and to me no. I mean that's why I hate sleeping, that's why I can't sleep." (background noise recorded on Church St. in Burlington, VT) (additional background noise "Somebody Else" by Mr. Morning Sunshine)

*recorded once, impromptu* "I've never felt loved in the city where I come from There's no such thing 'tomorrow' where I come from There's no such thing in the city where I come from I've never felt loneliness like I feel today The sun comes out tomorrow I will take all the hope I can get today The sun comes out tomorrow" Closing dialogue by Ashley Dun "I want to have hope I want to feel it I want to be pulled towards the light, but I'm so comfortable in the darkness It's quiet here It's safe I can be alone I can suffer without hurting other people Without bringing them down with my burdens I want to know what it feels like to look forward to waking up tomorrow I want to I'm sorry"

Closing dialogue by Ema Gazdikova in Slovak: "Kto má v dnešnej dobe ešte čas na radosť? Popri všetkých povinnostiach, ktoré míňajú náš čas…Je síce pravda, že všetky povinnosti majú svoj zmysel, avšak ten najdôležitejší, zmysel života, nám stále uniká. Alebo pred ním skôr utekáme, pretože čo ak vôbec neexistuje? V tom prípade však vôbec nezáleží, či venujeme svoj čas našej úlohe na tomto svete alebo sa radšej budeme sústrediť na radosť zo života. Pretože tá je všade vôkol nás a skrýva sa v drobných okamihoch. V šuchote lístia v korunách stromov, ktoré zabáva ľahký jarný vánok. V speve vtákov, vracajúcich sa späť po dlhej zime. V pohľade človeka, ktorý po prvý krát vidí sneh. V očiach dieťaťa, ktoré s rodičmi zapaľuje prskavky. V úsmeve bezdomovca, ktorému okoloidúci kúpi kávu. Naučiť sa tešiť zo života nie je jednoduché. Avšak ako príprava na hľadanie svojho pravého poslania pátranie po radosti postačí. A kto vie, možno je práve toto naším pravým poslaním." English translation: "Who has any time left for joy these days? Given all of our responsibilities, which are wasting our time…It may be true that these responsibilities serve a certain purpose, but the most important one, the meaning of life, is still evading us. (this is sort of a pun because in Slovakia we use the same word for purpose/meaning). Or what if we are the ones evading our purpose, because we’re afraid it does not even exist? However, if that’s the case then it does not matter at all whether we devote our time to our purpose in this world or whether we divert our attention towards seeking happiness in this life. Because that can be found all around us and is often hidden in the little moments. It is the rustling of the leaves in the tree tops, which are being entertained by a light spring breeze. It is the singing of birds, returning after a long winter. It is the eyes of a person who sees snow for the first time. It is the way a child’s eyes glisten when lighting crackers with its parents. It is the smile of a homeless person, who gets a free cup of coffee from a passersby. Learning to enjoy life is not easy. However, seeking happiness is a good preparation for trying to find one’s true purpose. And who knows, maybe enjoying life is our true purpose after all."

Closing poem Hazel read and written by Kelsey Parnell from Escapist Dreams & Life In Between "I feel it in the fabric of what comes after With every poem we exchange Every kiss we sink into each others lips A needle pulls the frayed edges of our longing Into something becoming whole A love that will knit us into a tapestry of life So wild in color and texture that it's almost disturbing Because how could I love you this much To want to lose myself in our mingled fibers Dream your dreams Share your sadness But why would I want a love to be anything less than all consuming When we spend every moment desperate to be inside each others heads I want to sip your thoughts Drink the wine of your jealous love I have been a sheer scarf in the wind Frayed and floating away Tether me Take me with you when you go I love you Can I say that? I love you"

Closing dialogue by Katya Voziyanova in Russian English translation: "Recently I've discovered I don't know what happiness is I don’t know how to be happy I don't know the feeling Cause it comes and goes and comes and goes And I know it’s going to go I don't think I deserve happiness, love, I don't think I'll find anyone who cares about me enough to ignore my problems I don't know what I'm doing Every time I find something it always ends the same People and interests They all end the sameI get lost, I don't know what to do I'm tired, very tired I don't think it’ll ever end"

"Wake up It's your imagination You've been living in a dream Maybe it's just my body that's missing Things aren't as bad they seem Pull me out of this dream"

Opening poem 'Sweet Mind, Keep Me Alive' by Jesse Cale from Live Poems, Love Poems translated and read in Flemish by Josie Boucquez English version: "Today To not To Choose To live Is larger to ask Than simple to say But a memory sweet Is the hope of today"

"I can't escape the dark I can't escape myself Like shadow I can't escape the dark I can't escape myself Like shadow I can't escape myself I can't escape who I was told I should be"

Closing poem Sterrenhemel read & written in Dutch by Lee Martens "Is er een woord voor het gevoel van gemis wanneer ik 's avonds naar de sterrenhemel kijk en ik niet weet welke ster van jou is." in English "Is there a word for the feeling of loss When I look up at the starry sky And I don't know through which star you shine?"

Closing dialogue spoken by Emma Ruff "I put this rose balm on my lips every night. I always have. No matter who I've woken up next to, no matter how many times, they've always tasted those roses. I think about how nice it would feel for my lips to be familiar to someone as if, you know, one morning they were without them that they would feel like they were lost."

Opening and closing dialogue by Taylor Johnson "There are 9 billion people in this world and I just want to do something important and I want to benefit someones life in some way. I want people to know who I am and know my name and be like wow, she did something cool. She innovated. it sounds so stupid, but when you really think about it I just feel so worthless all the time. I live in such a big city full of many people and I go to a school full of so many people. I don't even know half the people that I go to school with and they don't know me. I've lived in this city my whole life and I will probably never meet or talk to or even see half the people who live here and that's just my city. My state is a whole different story, my country, the whole world. I can't sleep sometimes because I just think about it too much. I want to do something important and I want people to know who I am, but I can't seem to do that. I'm so small in a world of so many people and different abilities and I'm just laying on the ground at 4 am pondering the great unknown and if I will ever be worth something."