The Sane

All along the wailing wall, people wailed and wailed.  The crime of all crimes.  False hope.  And it will continue and continue til we know.  Til all is understood by all.  Til then, though, overcome the irrational.  The desperate.  The sane.  Really, really, really, there ain't nothing to fear.  Nothing's gonna getcha.  Eternity's already been got.