say you can't see the moon and i'll take you to a lake on a still summer night. say you can't feel the breeze and i'll take you to an underground new york city subway right before the train approaches and tell you: close your eyes. say you see the glass half-empty and i'll tell you look up at the skies. say you can't love again and i'll remind you of your past great epic loves: all indelible, all magnificent.