By the way, if you're curious, I'm wearing Adidas right now. Yeah, I'm just throwing some poetry your way.

Let's take a moment to remember.

In the house next door, the windows are yellow,
In the evenings, in the evenings,
Thoughtful bolts creak —
People approach the gates.
And the gates are heavily locked,
And on the wall, and on the wall,
Someone unseen,
Someone dark
Counts the people in the dark.
I see everything from my peak!
He calls out in a brassy voice —
To bend their weary backs,
The people gathered down below.