Oh wandering bard!
'Tis so nice we have finally met.
I have something for you, a message, my gift for the ages; 'tis no less than the needed code for that road you walk. Unlock it, keep it to yourself, step carefully, surely, and you will find yourself flying safely so high above. Seek, befriend, become the cryptologist, a voice will one day whisper inside this hidden code of the road.
If you have ears you shall hear.
There is no easy road my friend. If you let me walk with you, I swear you will make it to the end. So, sing these songs, pray these prayers, step from the shadows; avoid the slayers of love and beauty and all things pure.
Buried within is the code of the road, one worth knowing as you arc forward through time. It is yours for the taking, here and now, right before your eyes but perfectly hidden to many; nowhere to be seen. How does one send out in a loud voice a message intended only for you, one of the chosen few? Yes, how does one do such a thing in a loud voice, a voice so loud that even your foe can hear? You will come to understand there was no other way.
Now, with my part done it is all now up and over to you. Will you know what to do?
Oh, wandering bard, I am counting on you to forge the path, build the raft; make us cry and laugh.
Oh, wandering bard.
Carry it safely, this Rock & Roll Survival Guide. Take these words, for they are songs for your soul. Take a firm stand and in a mighty voice let them out as the thunder rolls all over all around.
Mick would like his words to walk with you.
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